Magic Theatre
The mind is like a gateless gate
A theatre with an empty stage
Shadows flit across the screen
With all the substance of a dream
Scenes unfurl behind my eyes
As I am standing idly by
The mirror shows a strangers face
But in my mind is empty space
Kings and devils saunter past
As I sit watching in the dark
They take the stage and then they die
Thoughts will arise. They are not mine.
