Act II

A coy motherfucker
stands up in the audience
and wags his finger,
so she hits the panic button
unleashing the dogs
to eat him up.
He tickles and shouts,
but they chew him away,
tearing joints and cartilage.

She continues the performance,
a little startled,
the crowd settles.

For act two,
she saws the memory in half
as if it never happened,
and continues
into the darkness,
where the spotlight can’t catch her.

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