Chapter One, Completed

And so, I reach the finish line,
the inevitable conclusion on this New Moon night.
The sublimation, confirmation, declaration,
and revealed truths set the stage
for the falling curtain.
Applause, I bid you, arise!
I stand and cheer,
pondering the derivative of "ovation."
Images of stunningly talented ovaries
flash on the screen of my mind.
What is the identity of the shadow
in the projection booth?
Is it truth, fear,
or simply a pawn
of the the higher power
of the muse?
Muse, sweet and beguiling muse,
won't you dance a sweet rumba with me?
I will spin you in wild circles of ecstasy.
My promise is sound and true
for I am not Jolly John,*
pouring lies into your ear,
taunting and teasing you
with promises of bargains.
Let the second chapter commence.


*Jolly John is a used car dealer.