Stage is set. Actors have hit their marks.
Air humming a little ditty (or dirge depending on one’s outlook)
Pain…fear…regret…panic…dread…longing…love (Love?! How did that get in there. No time for a rewrite. The show must go on)
The emotional rawness - utterly delicious
Regret. One.
Easy. It’s been too easy.
A script/life is like a gumbo. Needs spice…zing…pizzazz
Seemingly insurmountable obstacles…challenges… to ‘kick it up a notch’.
Ah, well…life's not always fair is it (tough sh**t)
Anywho, the play’s the thing.
Satisfaction will be – sublime
At one with the Gods, that's me! - creator…sculptor…nurturer…destroyer.
The ultimate manipulator

Harry.
Brother-mine.
(Nahhh, not really)
(But we are close. Very.)

Memories…light the corners of my mind
Door slamming…key turning…footsteps retreating…blackness descending…
pain blazing… back…legs…weeping blood.
A cacophony of anguish, both body and soul
Take it like a MAN - Daddy loves you – Tough Love

(Ahhh, those were the days my friend)
Harry.
God! Weak from the get-go!
Sniveling little bastard…never learned to stand up for himself
Well, someone had to…Me…that's who!
To The Rescue….
Always having to step in
Forever and a day…for all time…for eternity…until the end of time…yadah, yadah, yadah
Morphing
Barrier…punching bag…whipping post
Well, tide turned. Lesson learned.
Finally had enough of that Lone Ranger-schtick.
No more the protector…defender…guardian (yawn…borrrring)
Found new role that suits me to a 't'…Terminator!
Let's get it on!
Harry.
Consummate puppet.
Oh, the crying, whining, agonizing, sermonizing
Of those early years
Confusion, fear, despair - constant companions
Every day - APRIL FOOLS!
Go to bed a geek (trips over his own feet)
Wake up…tadaaaa…Captain of the HS basketball team! What? How…could that happened? I don't understand. I don’t even play basketball!
(Oh, for the love of Mike…I thought he’d be pleased. Sheesh.)
Pregnant?! I’ve never even met her!
(Oh, Harrrry, by-the-by, there’re a few more where she came from. You horny devil. Happy Fathers’ Day! Have a cigar!)
It's CRAZY!…am I?
(Sssh, not so loud, jerkface)
(Let's see. I know! Let's blame it on…those pesky blackouts!)

Harry.
Totally clueless…poor sap
Lonely…lost…floating…isolation tank drifting
Days…blank. Months…blank.
A few years…blank (Hey, he cramped my style, ok?)
Oh, the times we had, the fun not shared
Incidents…some innocent…some not so innocent…not so…nice
A rep is everything bro! And buddy boy, have you got one!
(No, no. No need to thank me. It’s the least I could do.)

Took a little Van Winkle while back
(A guy needs to recharge every now and then… walking on the wild side’ll kill ya)
Reenter the picture and lo, and behold…
My Harry’s been a busy boy!
A policeman…a detective! (and he did it all…by…HIMSELF!)
And a darn good one, too
(well, that won’t last…where’s the fun in ‘good’?)
I’m baaack…

One day my prince(ss) will come
And…knock me over with a feather…she did…she has!
But, and this is a BIG ‘but’.
She just might be…what the doctor ordered…
The kiss that awakens our sleeping prince…
The face that launches a thousand cures…
Your savior(ess)
Sooooo…I’ve made a decision. (Oh, boy, this is hard…you better sit down)
Thing is kid, we need to make this a wrap. Bring the curtain down.

Sorry, Harry.
I’ve been cast as the wicked wizard (the fly in your pie)
There are no Happy Ever Afters…not for you and me
But, be fair
I did allow you that one night…with her…in the bar…the second time
That was all you, Harry
(Of course…I got you drunk and flying high first)

All right…Harry!
Time for your closeup
Smile for the camera
It's been fun
Sooo long old chum (chump!)
LIGHTS!
CAMERA!
ACTION!

Solid black fragmenting into light
Dots swirling…connecting …becoming…forms…
White noise
Brain…ears…senses…saranwrapped
Then…BAM!
What?
God, not another blackout
Groan
Where…?
Who is…?
Gun…?
Diane? What's going…
Thor's hammer slamming…into chest
Smashing…diminishing…black hole
Lights out
THAAAAT'S ALL FOLKS!