Condition: Unknown

By

Glenn Allen Nolen 

Copyright © 2003 by Glenn Allen Nolen
All Rights Reserved

Condition: Unknown

Act I

Scene I

You’re floating above a column of air.
Suddenly, you’re in a fight for your life with a bear.
You see those big brown claws.
And in an instant your watching the movie Jaws.

What’s going on you say?
But now you’re a six year old who wants to play.
With not a care in the world,
Next you’re seeing a flag unfurled.

Give me a moment, please!
Oh no! You’re sailing in rough seas.
The boat is about to sink.
Only you don’t have time to think.

You’re running for your life in front of a big white ball.
God, don’t let me fall.
What is this?
You’re getting a kiss.

You have no idea who it is.
You taste something with a fizz.
For a moment, you think fruit.
Then you see a cowboy boot.

Is this a dream?
You dive into a bowl of ice cream.
What can you do?
You’re the only one peddling a bicycle built for two.

You seem to be at rest,
But your standing in front of a mirror not even dressed.
Someone wake me up!
You’re having fun chasing a pup.

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Could you be insane?
Maybe, I’m “Singing in the Rain.”*
You shout till your blue
Standing in a crowd with no one to talk to.

Act II

Scene I

Who am I?
You sigh!
There is no reply.
And you don’t have time to wonder why.

Shouldn’t you know something?
You’re a medieval king.
In the distance, you here a ring
Then someone sing.

This is more of the same.
What is my name?
I don’t want to play this game.
Who ever you are? Shame!

Act III

Scene I

You’re at it again
Being competitive as always to win.
Someone calls out gin
While you hear a loud group of men.

Help me anyone?
Is that the sun?
Your limbs weigh a ton.
I’m hearing you hon.

Where is that voice coming from?
It sounds like a drum.
Was that the smacking of gum?
You can’t feel anything you’re numb.
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* Singing in the Rain: Composers - Freed and Brown 
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Act IV

Scene I

All of a sudden, you’re clear.
Someone familiar seems near.
You’re not alone.
I’m hearing a moan.

You’re looking down at a bed unmade.
The clearness starts to fade.
You feel yourself being blown.
Your condition: Unknown.    

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