Thing-a-week #4- I'm No Fool

You lay wrapped in your numerous layers

of cloth and wool and fur

Your cheeks are painted a crisp brick red

All lines erased but eraser shreds stain

You've worn a hole in your coat

right over your heart

Thumping violently off beat

You sink in the ground

Surrounded by illusions

of your former dreams

Walk off stage change your costume

but I'm no fool

I'm no fool

I'm no fool

But I sure waist my time

Quite a show but the audience leaves

out of boredom

But they would never do such a thing

not to your face

Curtains close and they stand and applaud

they throw stones

but they don't break your bones

un-aware of antics you cause

You bow

but I'm no fool

I'm no fool

I'm no fool

I'm no fool

I'm no fool

I'm no fool

I'm no fool

But I sure waist my time

You lay wrapped in your numerous layers

of cloth and wool and fur