he stepped out from behind the curtains
thinking the audience had filed out
gone home or to the bar
for a relaxing round of drinks
after witnessing the snarky performance
of an artiste who passed off
his psychosis as deep Art
a meaningless addition to the ages
but when he came out he was spotted
and ignoramuses began applauding
giving the poor schmuck a standing O
he froze staring out at the hidden smudges of faces
then in disdain as deep for himself as for them
he turned flustered and shuffled off stage...done for...
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