I cannot shut them up.
I cannot disinvite.
How do I marshal
My plot along
Lest they sabotage in spite?
If I were Pirandello,
They’d take my stage away.
I am not.
Stubbornly,
I retain the final say.
Can I ever complete,
Stop endless insertin’?
Call a halt to rewrite,
Stage the sucker,
Lower safely the curtain.
I choose the ending.
I call the curtain.
But I do not trust them,
These actors off script
In this play uncertain.
