Footlights

Funny, I left school with my eyes on the army thinking, ‘its thirty years of work then I can retire’

Now I think Its thirty days till next I work again. And work in something fabulous.

Now it’s all will the unions let me, a multitasker, exist in a world of normative roles,

Now it’s can I impress with my portfolio and will my social skills shine

In the world where the Kardashians rub shoulders with the theatrical elite, I wonder what currency goes

In the world that’s built on fantasy can I find space to grow and to shine.

And find an ocean in which to float for a while.

Published by Andrew Mark Watkins

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