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Self-Display (Louis Toliver Jr-Swartz, LA)

O’ Louis, O’Louis
Where ever art thou Louis?

I mockingly hold my hand faintly to my forehead
I am the Juliet with no Romeo

At least I am no star-crossed lover
Instead I am a star-aligned fighter

My body is fully on display for you to read
I give my stories to you to do as you please

But remember that stories are always shallow at the surface
When they are not penetrated and told by the source

I bow to you
And curtesy to me

Let the play begin with good direction
Now that the dress rehearsal has ended


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