Before the Show
by Adrian B.
· 01/02/2026
Published 01/02/2026 14:12
I slip in late, the air thick with expectation,
a comforting dark that swallows me whole,
voices hush, a world in suspension,
as flickering light reveals the weight on my soul.
Shadows entwine, an embrace of the night,
the flicker of faces, all caught in a dream,
for a moment I’m lost, the worries take flight,
as the screen flickers to life, breaking the seam.