This play dream world is the mirror.
Bitching truth with every little symbol and image.
Irony all around mocks and steers to a truth.
To avoid desire altogether and tune into what actually happens.
What dumb truth is that? But truth enough.
Unseen and seen, one in the same.
Little bits of miracle like a key on fire leading to another redhead and her blonde.
Feeling like a dog on an obstacle course. In show for who?