Spoken Word One00:52 Oct 16 2005
Times Read: 964
Come in Come in Come in the play is about to begin. Fill up the seats, and don’t forget the gallery. As your seated you wait in some child like anticipation. As the lights go dim you become excited for what this place holds for you from with in.
The first actor comes out onto the stage he is an old man. He is naked except for the old wooden mask he wears upon his face. The mask is secured to his face by four large metal screws that go through the forehead of the mask and into the old mans skull. It is the you will notice but to gasp that where the old mans crotch is there is nothing showing you that he is male. Instead hanging there is a lot of torn skin, and bloody bits of something. He teeters around the strange crying, and howling at everything. He seems torched, and frustrated. He tries to touch him self down there. Pulls at the hanging bits of skin but to no avail his hands just come away covered in blood. As he walk’s from the stage still trying to play with the none existent nothing ness he lets out his last frail sobs, and howls.
No sooner has this grim visage left the stage but then a nothing being comes into view. A tall gray slender form. He is devoid of sex organs, devoid of a mouth, ears, and hair. How ever he does have to long slender arms and at the ends of those arms big hands with long slender fingers. With out a sound he ascends into the audience walking around touching everyone softly but in such a way that it makes everyone so uncomfortable. Eventually this being makes his way through the crowed back onto, and then in the silence he came in he disappears back behind the curtains.
There is no brake. There is no intermission here. The lights go out all except one. Then far off in the distance a scuffling sound can be herd. A sound not unlike the sound of 100 old motorized type writers being banged upon by a hoard of angry little children. What comes into view is a rather large man like spider of a creature. The creature’s limbs how ever being sleek, glossy, and pointy do not inhibit its movement across the stage the stand its self under the spot light. It looks out into the audience glaring, and then decides to speak.
“I am the last thing you will see. You all know my name. Fear is my face my body, and my mind. Do I repulse you? Do you with to with draw from this place before you are devoured only to become part of this that you all one day will be a part of. No tonight is not your time I am not here to take you. Tonight I am just a warning to man kind that life is short, and that one day you will all face me…. Alone”
The creature scuttles doing one more lap around the stage, and then back be hind the curtains it goes. The stage remains empty while the sound of scuttling slowly fades away.
The house lights come up, and a rather nice looking young man walks out to center stage turns to the audience, and fixes his tie. Rather looking like he is about to sell them a car then offer any real advice due to his three peace suit appearance. He coughs once, and then starts to speak.
“What you have seen here is nothing new. Nothing new to any one of you. We are all made up of different parts. Combined all these parts make up who we are. I’m sure in this very audience right now there are those of you with ugly parts inside. These parts you have seen are all parts of me. You may come to think what a horrible person am I. But I assure you there is more to me then this. But you all you want is the ugly that fascinates you don’t want the truth or the beauty so I have not given it to you. Your time here on this earth is limited do not dwell on these parts for you will all feel inside as repulsed as you are now at myself. Take these lessons, and leave this place now. Go back to your jobs, your women, your men, your family’s, and be of better spirits. Thank you for your time”
The young man walks off the stage leaving the audience to collect there things, and be on there way with out so much as a clapping of hands they gather up there belongings, and leave the theater. Believing all that they have seen was in bad tastes, and nothing is to be thought of it.
Witness the birth of the ignorant mass’s back into the general populace.
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