Long deceased actors ‘play-acting
On an unobserved TV set
blaring from a vacant living room.
In the kitchen a widower
tends eggs splattering in a pan.
Then came a loud interjection
from the room beyond, “Hey, Stella!!”
sending through him a trembling pall
memories of his wife Stella
who had died many years ago
and never gotten over it.
Still as a storefront manikin
till the last memory faded
he realized what taken place:
the son-of-a-*itch burnt his eggs!
Ding! Ding! I tricked you didn’t I?