in the auditorium i was the director without direction everyone waited for a sign and i was among them

there were only fragments there was no beginning or end

we all pooled in the orchestra the lights glowed and we all fifty or eighty sang eerie and beautiful

i think i know what it means there is no beginning or end

soon it was over and we started to clear suddenly everything changed and among friends i recognized no one

yes that’s how it has to be there is no beginning or end

epw 12.20.07 perrysburg, oh