Middle balcony
where reporters are filed
and whores are stashed
doesn't seem so long ago
Middle balcony
up in the branches
the birds mast
where cackles sink
and wails lilt
into the rafters
it used to be so
Middle balcony
cast in the dark
as a side remark
of jesterly hospitality
and for courtly banality
Middle balcony
too far to catch
the rigs and ropes
behind the magic
show down stage
Middle balcony
posts up extras
for the epic play
with broken legs
and body doubles
Middle blacony
is a caste idealist
for the grand finale
leap of revelry
one must take
into the pit
of the old
Globe.
Image of painting by Thomas Francis Dicksee, Juliet on the balcony (1875) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
