Cueless
- Frank William Finney
- Jul 1, 2021
- 1 min read
Updated: Apr 13, 2022

/ Poetry /
I’m shivering on stage
in a one-act play.
The audience
shuffles in their seats
as I memorize
the spotlight’s glare.
Somebody coughs
and the house
falls silent.
Sad to say, I’ve
forgotten my lines.