Stage Left

Rodney transported instruments

for not enough money.

He scraped together enough

crumpled bills for juice

and tape to keep his boots together.

Bibi Chick place was stage left, never center.

People rarely check beyond the spotlight.

Sisters and brothers know the difference between left, right, center.

Bibi disklikes the shabbiness of neglect.

Rodney notices the bitterness and salt

that is unwritten in her voice but nestles in her eyes

He keeps his cleverness with the tape.

At her last show, Bibi was overwrought with venom

She didn’t see her frequent observer.

Rodney invites her without an invitation.

Lures her to a secret sermon

human to animal in seconds

animal to captive audience

War is not love she sings

revive my soul

on the stage of forestry

and backdrop of midnight stars

with that spell

the hunter becomes the captive

Now she is center stage

for him to hear

until the end

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