The Hamlet Project

Let’s gather ourself together now
Call a meeting
Get us all in one place
See who is here
There is first, he who called the meeting –
The organizer, the Leader – capital L
Who calls for order, order, order.
Right behind him, his second
Who will slap you into place
Stick a cane in your back to get you to stand
Upright and swat your hands if you reach for the offered refreshments.
There is the shy child
Sneaking in behind its mothers skirts
Placing only her eyes on the table.
There’s the jester in her motley
Making loud farting noises and inappropriate jokes
Walking behind the teacher
Who strides ever forward
Pretending not to hear.
The Broadway star swoops in,
Her cape swirling behind her
Eddying in her expansive wake.
We just keep arriving
There are more and more.
If we wait for everyone to arrive
will the time to start ever begin?