condensing Godot by Jim BenzThe Bible . . . (He reflects.)
(coldly.) There are times when I wonder
Is that all there is?
What ails him?
Motionless, side by side, they wait.
You want me to get up?
With pleasure, with pleasure. (He fumbles in his pockets.)
Perhaps it has stopped.
That's all a pack of lies. (Shaking the Boy by the arm.)
Yes, let's go.
And all that was yesterday, you say?
Yes, but now we'll have to find something else.
A recreation.
Where were you? I thought you were gone for ever.
Who?
I'm going. (Pause. Louder.) I'm going.
(inspecting the sky). Seven o'clock . . . eight o'clock . . .
Why will you never let me sleep? 05/21/2007 Posted on 05/21/2007 Copyright © 2024 Jim Benz
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