Poetry.....Beginning To End

Facade

The intensity

Of the act

Makes the audience

Believe the facade.

We feel

That we can pretend

To be what we are really not

For only a short time

And no one would notice

But the intensity

Of the act

Makes the audience

Believe the facade.

But the past comes

Creeping slow

To our doorstep

And the intensity

Is lost in the tethers

Of trials.