“An Apple For Teacher” by L. K. Thayer

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an apple for teacher

who had a big secret

(we loved his magic)

and knew all along
how his ‘evil’ lurked
through the shower doors

it was swept aside

one, two, three
one, two, three

like a ballet

with the leaves and the dust
goblins spewing their
angry dirt– forth

innocent young boys creeping

in and out

he was the warlock
the vigilante of theatrical
nuance, the blood sucker

with

a tinge
of fine distinction.
he had a black Victorian house
oh so enviable

so ‘Tennessee Williams.’

he was a genius, a deviant,
a mad perpetrator of wrong doing,

but it was the theatre

dahling,
and it felt oh,

so harmless then…

until they kick

the chair away

and you’re left

hanging

and the theatre

goes dark

L. K. Thayer

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