The skull we hold
in our hand
on the stage
is our own
and the questions
we make
gripping
its fleshless white
are questions
we know the answers,
yet ask,
to fill our role.
Because this
is our time
on the stage,
the gripping hand
and the asking voice,
the skull
that once held
our wondering eyes.
06.-08.11.2026
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