Dramaturgy

Have you ever been on a stage?

The lights are deafening.

The audience’s roar is blinding.

Everything fogs over.

Calling it mist is too kind.

This is smog. 

A special smog.

I’ll do my best to explain.

Everyone has their own smog.

It is specific to an individual.

Its size...

Its texture...

Its shape...

Its weight...

Its strength...

Its pliability...

They are all unique.

It is common to see but ignore it.

It is possible to live with it.

But that is not sustainable.

This smog is not invisible to others.

It is not necessarily visible either.

But the presence has tangible weight.

Some are better than others 

At seeing people’s smog.

Call it a super power

A sixth sense.

And with power

Comes responsibility.

I hope that was good enough.

Now let’s talk about the backstage.

It’s private.

An enigma to the audience.

The performer can control who sees it.

And what of it individuals see.

It is a maze of hallways.

Many doors are locked,

Their keys scattered and unrelated.

The audience doesn’t understand.

But some can be made to.

Some are more perceptive.

A maze is meant to be explored.

Explored, not solved.

There does not have to be a solution.

Only understanding.