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B.Z. Niditch

On the world stage
since childhood
when you did impressions
and played mime,
a Chaplinesque scene
followed you everywhere;
on the school yard,
running head-long
in relay races,
over field and water,
bouncing off
basketball courts
and sports arenas,
cheering up others
at the movies,
supermarket aisles,
car lots
and sick rooms,
playing on beaches,
in fun houses,
expressing yourself
in fun house mirrors,
clowning in half-speech,
making up lines
with the touch
of a false mustache
patch or eyelash,
at airports,
playing a spy
in a redhead band
with a foreign accent,
satire and sarcasm,
fooling everyone
to save your soul
from put-downs,
waging comic war
with yourself
in talent shows
and competitions,
all in Oedipal fashion,
being called Shakespeare
or Jack Benny
by strangers,
street-wise on cue
since you were eight,
shrouded from whispers
and secret gossip
in perpetual motion
augmented echoes
of our time.

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