Lights on.
The curtains draw, and this shoddy world
Of cardboard and peeled-off paint
Comes to life.

The hero springs forth.
He kills the monster,
And the audience applaud.

The curtains draw.
The lights go out.
Our hero bows, and then, he


A writing prompt from Lit Class, but also an idea that brewed in my head for a while. I could change the title, but lord knows my chemistry with those.

For those curious about the prompt: encapsulate an emotion in a poem. Probably picked an odd one for it, and the poem itself has other priorities… but I do like how it came out in the end. And as they with all that ends well~. (more…)