Julio, pronounced ‘Hoolio’
Is slouched at the only table seat
In this fluorescent catacomb.
Now and again he takes a
Phone Call. With great statement
He reels off his matinee,
Directing darlings, just some
Actors learning scripts.
Loudly he strokes a kempt
Designer beard as his jawline
Rests quietly on an ego
Three metres diameter.
His pseudo self, strutted
And popped off dagger shot
Eye-glares at people, witnessing
The freak show in his tiny
Bit-piece First Great Western
Theatre. Phone a microphone,
Life is one great play.
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