The Limericist watched,
the stage was set,
the crowd took their seats.

Act One:
Lim walks Bella,
a stubborn 14-year-old 13-inch beagle
who almost yanks Lim's arm
out of joint to chase a morning squirrel,

but Lim is hardly aware
because he is amused within himself,
thinking - Drama .. drama, everything is drama:

Bloody Christ dying on a cross with sad eyes,
audiences all choked up by
Mel's Passion movie who used
oceans of costume blood and waxy
demon faces spooking the spellbound,
Happy, sad, comic all balled up
melodramatically raking in millions
IMO, exploiting religious drama
(I love Jesus, but intensely disliked Mel's rendition)
is it because the drama-pool is running dry?
All used up, numb, from overstimulation?
Bored.

Even marriages can become
horrible madhouses
boiled in gratuitous
abuse from hypocrites who use
each other to see who'll be
the biggest loser --yes, I was one
on both sides of the equating

Lim came to his senses, realizing
drama is everything. He looked down.
Bella was squeezing out like
a tube of toothpaste. Lim bent down
with his baggy
to pick it up.

© Brian Hodgkinson Jr. --2008