The Stage

A stage
I stand
Hot light
Pinches my eyes shut
I feel you 
You
Are out there
Your presence
Like a sack of stolen coins
Weighing in my pocket
But I can’t see
Through the sweltering darkness

A stage
I stand
With lyrics only
Offered to 
You
You can cut me
And spill salt
In my wounds
With a word

But I am 
Somehow
Drawn to this
Point in the universe
To bare
The imperfections
Of a searching soul
So perhaps
You
In the back row
Will feel a little
Share a little
Of what I have written
A connection
A moment
Of oneness
Before the light dies