Stage is set. Actors have hit their marks.
Air humming a little ditty (or dirge depending on one�s outlook)
Pain�fear�regret�panic�dread�longing�love (Love?! How did that get in there. No time for a rewrite. The show must go on)
The emotional rawness - utterly delicious
Regret. One.
Easy. It�s been too easy.
A script/life is like a gumbo. Needs spice�zing�pizzazz
Seemingly insurmountable obstacles�challenges� to �kick it up a notch�.
Ah, well�life's not always fair is it (tough sh**t)
Anywho, the play�s the thing.
Satisfaction will be � sublime
At one with the Gods, that's me! - creator�sculptor�nurturer�destroyer.
The ultimate manipulator

Harry.
Brother-mine.
(Nahhh, not really)
(But we are close. Very.)

Memories�light the corners of my mind
Door slamming�key turning�footsteps retreating�blackness descending�
pain blazing� back�legs�weeping blood.
A cacophony of anguish, both body and soul
Take it like a MAN - Daddy loves you � Tough Love

(Ahhh, those were the days my friend)
Harry.
God! Weak from the get-go!
Sniveling little bastard�never learned to stand up for himself
Well, someone had to�Me�that's who!
To The Rescue�.
Always having to step in
Forever and a day�for all time�for eternity�until the end of time�yadah, yadah, yadah
Morphing
Barrier�punching bag�whipping post
Well, tide turned. Lesson learned.
Finally had enough of that Lone Ranger-schtick.
No more the protector�defender�guardian (yawn�borrrring)
Found new role that suits me to a 't'�Terminator!
Let's get it on!
Harry.
Consummate puppet.
Oh, the crying, whining, agonizing, sermonizing
Of those early years
Confusion, fear, despair - constant companions
Every day - APRIL FOOLS!
Go to bed a geek (trips over his own feet)
Wake up�tadaaaa�Captain of the HS basketball team! What? How�could that happened? I don't understand. I don�t even play basketball!
(Oh, for the love of Mike�I thought he�d be pleased. Sheesh.)
Pregnant?! I�ve never even met her!
(Oh, Harrrry, by-the-by, there�re a few more where she came from. You horny devil. Happy Fathers� Day! Have a cigar!)
It's CRAZY!�am I?
(Sssh, not so loud, jerkface)
(Let's see. I know! Let's blame it on�those pesky blackouts!)

Harry.
Totally clueless�poor sap
Lonely�lost�floating�isolation tank drifting
Days�blank. Months�blank.
A few years�blank (Hey, he cramped my style, ok?)
Oh, the times we had, the fun not shared
Incidents�some innocent�some not so innocent�not so�nice
A rep is everything bro! And buddy boy, have you got one!
(No, no. No need to thank me. It�s the least I could do.)

Took a little Van Winkle while back
(A guy needs to recharge every now and then� walking on the wild side�ll kill ya)
Reenter the picture and lo, and behold�
My Harry�s been a busy boy!
A policeman�a detective! (and he did it all�by�HIMSELF!)
And a darn good one, too
(well, that won�t last�where�s the fun in �good�?)
I�m baaack�

One day my prince(ss) will come
And�knock me over with a feather�she did�she has!
But, and this is a BIG �but�.
She just might be�what the doctor ordered�
The kiss that awakens our sleeping prince�
The face that launches a thousand cures�
Your savior(ess)
Sooooo�I�ve made a decision. (Oh, boy, this is hard�you better sit down)
Thing is kid, we need to make this a wrap. Bring the curtain down.

Sorry, Harry.
I�ve been cast as the wicked wizard (the fly in your pie)
There are no Happy Ever Afters�not for you and me
But, be fair
I did allow you that one night�with her�in the bar�the second time
That was all you, Harry
(Of course�I got you drunk and flying high first)

All right�Harry!
Time for your closeup
Smile for the camera
It's been fun
Sooo long old chum (chump!)
LIGHTS!
CAMERA!
ACTION!

Solid black fragmenting into light
Dots swirling�connecting �becoming�forms�
White noise
Brain�ears�senses�saranwrapped
Then�BAM!
What?
God, not another blackout
Groan
Where�?
Who is�?
Gun�?
Diane? What's going�
Thor's hammer slamming�into chest
Smashing�diminishing�black hole
Lights out
THAAAAT'S ALL FOLKS!