Where We Never Look--The Forgotten Places

Rehearsal

Early morning, six am,

There before the librarian.

Hunting down the wild janitor--

Actors old and amateur--

Picking locks with bobby-pins

"It's not gonna work. It doesn't fit!"

Laughter echoing down the dark halls

Finally! One with keys answers our calls.

We enter the theatre, dark with one red light

We cling together, feigning fright.

This has to be the best way to begin a morning,

Up before the sun starts shining.