A Badly-Written Play

 

for Hilary

who (thank God)

feels the same way

A badly-written play fills me with gloom—

   Watching one is like being introduced

To all the boring people in the room.

   I think: “Christ—how did this crap get produced?”

A badly-written play’s a gift from God.

   By hearing false words, I can know the true;

And if I stay awake while others nod,

   It shows me all the things I should not do.

A badly-written play should give me hope

   That my plays might get done someday; but no—

Each one I see makes me feel like a dope

   For aiming high instead of shooting low.

      I  cry: “This play has no integrity!”

      Then write so no one says that about me.

 

Copyright 2014 Matthew J Wells