Your Fraudulence

I’m not sure if you quite understand.
This is not how the story goes.
The narrative
up there on the screen,
what you’re seeing,
it doesn’t follow that path.
It doesn’t go down the road
you are watching it go.
The story before you
do you get it?
We are watching
a fictitious story!

I see the irony in that.

This tale that is not flowing appropriately
is my tale.
I am its director
and I should know
how it flows
how it goes
and, homies and hoes, this ain’t it.
This ain’t right.

The left turn is at Albuquerque.
The last train’s at Clarksville.
The lady demands satisfaction.
I know what happens next.
I wrote the book on this
and I cannot, for the life of me,
see what is going to happen
when I turn the page.

I am frightened
to turn the page.

This isn’t how it’s supposed to go.

I wrote the script, dammit.
This is my movie.

What happens next?

About Jonathan Berger

I used to write quite a bit more.
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