Old photographs hung
in a building where
the orchestra played
to an empty concert hall
Old photographs, yellow around the edges
the noon day sun and the midnight hour
are no different here
the clocks ran down long ago
She touched me softly
but it was all wrong
it was stiff and uncaring
"Come closer" she whispered
but I couldn't and I told her so
She looked at me hurting and wanting
but it was all wrong
And I walked among more...
more burnt out fires
More heavy women
they all asked me to love
while they cooked their husbands...
cooked their husbands dinners
The building was so vast
Like it held the entire universe
Infinity times 3
The empty stage
with solitary spotlight
Forever burning on
That dark haunting stage
I stepped into the spotlight
Looked out and spoke
I spoke my restless words.
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