he goes away with a drooped head
followed by the eyes of alley cats
without applause, without flowers
his key monologue remains unsaid
he goes away in a fading ray
stepping over scattered set and props
and wind frays his shadow on the wall
like the theater bill of a failed play
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2018
unbolt me 
Uh-Oh! What happened?
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That would be telling! 😉
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I’ll wait to read about it. 🤩
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As someone who is job hunting I can relate to “his key monologue remains unsaid.” sometimes, even if you are not auditioning for a job in the entertainment industry, you have a “battle plan” in your mind, but once you get thrown off (they ask an unusual question or you stick your foot in your mouth) there is no going back. “Goodbye now!” they say with a happy face,
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Ugh, I can so relate to what you’re saying there. I’ve always hated job interviews for this reason. 😛
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a bit sad. well done!
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Thank you for reading!:-D
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Beautifully written, UNBOLT
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Thanks so much for reading, Kitty Jade!
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Aww no problem 😉
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the song was an unsung hero as history is being rewritten
Good Morning lets keep those cameras……..Rolling
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Good morning, Mr Sheldon sir! 😀
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And the bottom of the better half to you Sir Single
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Sad 😢
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Agreed. 😦
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Nice post
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Many thanks! 😀
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Really… It could have ended here and still would have been priceless;
“by the eyes of alley cats
without applause, without flowers
his key monologue remains unsaid”
This is great writing!
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Tre, Tati will be so thrilled to hear this. Thank you so much!
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Boom! She’s a wordsworker, that one. You’re most welcome!
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His desolation at missed opportunities are so clear.
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It’s palpable, isn’t it!
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Beautiful, deep and poignant. Reminds me of all the times an artist-writer is not listened to and thus denied any chance to show their potential, forced to live in permanent invisibility until a raindrop falls on their desert and provides a new opportunity by someone’s willingness: https://momentsbloc.wordpress.com/2016/11/01/a-raindrop-in-your-desert/
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Love your reading of this, Marta. 🙂
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Thank you very much. 😊
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