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CURTAIN CALL
Eileen R. Hannegan

I find my self the observer watching
Watching everyone play their role

I only have bit parts right now
My major life role is over
There was no curtain call
Just over

So, I observe
Watch and observe how he looks
How she speaks
How they act out the roles
It all seems so staged
So mechanical
Without impact on me

I am in the footlights watching
No one seems to notice
Notice that I don’t have a role now
I had suddenly woke up
The play was over
My role over

There had been too many directors
Telling me what to do, how to look
What to say, what to feel
I played the role
Yet, the role was not me
And now it is over

So, I watch feeling more real
Not playing a role
Not knowing what role to play
Not wanting to play a role
Yet, I feel more real watching
Waiting for the players to cue me

The players occasionally invite me in
I don’t follow their script
I don’t follow any script anymore
Since, I don’t have a role


I keep watching and waiting
Asking myself
“Am I waiting for a new role?”
“Am I waiting for a new director?”

I feel like I am waiting
But I think I have arrived
It is not a glamorous role
It is just real life
A stage cannot support it.