Soothsayer, March 15th, 44 B.C.

I know beyond 

 

The shadow of a doubt, 

You won’t believe 

A word of what 

I’m going to say— 

 

Even after I say 

Some brutally honest hand 

Writing on a wall beckoned 

I should tell you so.

 

 

 

 

Psst!

Damn you, ham 

Actor forever 

Forgetting your cues 

For the last time, 

The world is not your oyster— 

Now, spit it out 

And get off the stage.