Ruled Out at Unrule

Exasperation with a grimacing smile.

The world is a but a stage no Shakespeare?

Doused in the warmth of contemplative moments in the shower,

The water burns brighter than thinner upon raw skin

There is no smell; white noise surrounds you.

Have you ever been there before?

The wait without the diagnosis,

bouncing from appointments to the next.

I took a breath,

waiting for my prescription to be read.

I held my breath.

The popcorn provided chomped down as comfort consolation.

Unrule was a disenchanting reality.

Personal Archived Experience of Performance: https://blueroom.org.au/events/unrule/