.I swept up the garbage, the cups and the wrappers
The theater was empty, the crowd had gone home
A circle of dust in the light from the rafters
The wooden broom handle, a microphone
And i sang to the dark rows, all velvet and empty
The curtain majestic, in folds to the.
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