Taking the Stage, Lead by the Audience
Definately not one of my better ones, though it's still okay... not as metaphor and allusion filled as my last ones. I'm somewhat proud of it though, kinda have to be. It's my own words. :3
Click Clack. Click Clack. Heel Toe. Heel Toe. One Step
Each thought as the human walks out onto
The stage, lights are blinding as lines are kept.
Close his heart, vibrant in mind, forming
The masked beings hidden behind the few
Circles of white cast on him. He's turning
Each line in head, each step in time. Their hues
Dancing for the red eyed audiences,
Masters of his reality. They choose
His fate, and when to his string. Chances
Given to him by whim.He is subject
To fate, woven by their laughs or their cries.
He must prepare best, worse, else they'll reject
His act and must offstage, from fruits, fast fly.