EPISODE · May 23, 2014 · 0 MIN
"A Throne!"
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“A Throne!” by Franklyn Monk “You, you,” he points at you, “You can’t be in my audience,” And collapses. There are no stagehands here To shuffle away his bones, “It’s a one man show!” He now understands his mistake, But he’s proud of shrinking The universe down to a man. Who does that? “The Artist!” he’ll inevitably cry And laugh because it’s ludicrous. “I took tickets too.” And he cleaned the aisles And he built you a throne With cheesecloth and cardboard, “And my soul!” Yes, yes, of course. And there now you are In the throne he constructed And he’s not ready to be seen or heard “Or exist!” No, no, of course. http://fmonk.quasigentsia.com/archives/5542
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“A Throne!” by Franklyn Monk “You, you,” he points at you, “You can’t be in my audience,” And collapses. There are no stagehands here To shuffle away his bones, “It’s a one man show!” He now understands his mistake, But he’s proud of shrinking The universe down to a man. Who does that? “The Artist!” he’ll inevitably cry And laugh because it’s ludicrous. “I took tickets too.” And he cleaned the aisles And he built you a throne With cheesecloth and cardboard, “And my soul!” Yes, yes, of course. And there now you are In the throne he constructed And he’s not ready to be seen or heard “Or exist!” No, no, of course. http://fmonk.quasigentsia.com/archives/5542
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