All the world’s a stage

My mind seems out of sync, you know, like that bit of tape from that scene that was a problem all the way around from the beginning, all the way along until that day you grab the remote hoping for distraction and there it is, the lips are moving and the words are traveling but not in unison. And you don’t know which to follow, the lips or the words, as if it matters. You know? And you flick it off, ashamed that it did matter for a second, albeit an out-of-sync second. My mind seems a bit out of sync, like that, you know? I wonder if that’s how it all starts.







About Leslie Holt

Writer ~ Artist "Any complaint in regard to this article must be accompanied by this tag."
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