Watching the Final Show

February 24, 2007

Soft gray beats in the dim night's refrain
Plans of perfection burning in the ashtray
Smoke filled club emanates with peace

Lonely souls surround the dance floor
Watching the last show of the night
Blowing kisses of dark joyful sleep

Life of the poets, lovers and fools
An old musician plays an old piano
Some things never choose to change

Outside, the rain still falls steadily
Dripping with the cool of delight
Barrier to the still unseen life

Another song begins, same as before
Light another cigarette, breathe it in deep
Watch as it joins the smoke of the others

As seven lonely souls
Watch the final show

Type: Poetry

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