Prolific

Upright stands a desecrated stage,
Brought to life a comedy pitied,
By the empty faced audience's ambiance,
As the cries of truth fade by applause.
Pacing center stage blinded by spotlights,
Chambers reverberated the ghastly screams,
Yet the attendees never stifle the laughter,
Which lifts the facade of misunderstandings.
As the curtain calls encroaching the encore,
I have not yet had immensity within closure,
Violent soul spasms for a vacant dance,
Giving no heed of the blatant conflict,
Tearing at the heart of dour final act,
As I leave this stage of choking dust.