The Dailies from Max Kaplan by Max Kaplan

Palm-Frond curtains open and

The stage is set with street lights

See the players take their places



Revisions to act two delivered,

She walks across the marble lobby

Avoids his gaze but enjoys him watching



Impeccably they hit their marks

I’ve seen this play but never this way

Click-boom from the lamp post stage lights

The world’s a stage and you and me just playin, tell me



How you walkin’ baby?

your daily blockin,

The lines you talkin

Speak your monologue today



He wakes up in a a cold sweat recalling loves past,

She’s poured the poison in his ear

And walks the lobby enjoying him watching



The red light strikes, pedestrian’s friend,

The people crossing are the Entr’acte

A million hands on 10 and 2

I enter here and from there you

So please my darlin won’t you tell me



How you walkin’ baby?

What’s your daily blockin,

The lines you talkin’

Speak your monologue today



How you walkin’ baby?

What’s your daily blockin,

The lines you talkin’

June bug plays it’s part then (then exits right and) flies away

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