Wedding Poem by Matthew Christopher

Berlin,
Wedding district
a Landlord throws out an old renter

____________ has been dead for years now
Even the faithful stalwarts of the north, gone.

Audiences the world over
are distanced from the action on the stage.

Plot, action as per script.

A wheel of the caravan breaks off
and rolls unnoticed into the ditch.

At least yellow has returned to the artist's palate
its quiet entrance gone unnoticed
by the overwhelming shades of blue.