Midnight ShowsA Poem by Lucia M.
The fan, whirring,
Endlessly. The dimly lit spotlight, pointed in my direction, And i think, Why, In god's name, Am I here? But I step out, anyway, Why the hell not, and, honestly, Who wouldn't take the plunge For the midnight show? © 2011 Lucia M. |
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1 Review  Last Updated on December 7, 2011 Tags: reflection, contemplative, nighttime, night, fantasy, short, dreams, dream, dreaming, day dreaming Author
Lucia M.Honolulu, HIAboutshy. enjoys everyday things. aspiring writer. favorite books include All Quite On The Western Front, The Bell Jar, and others. favorite authors include Vladimir Nabokov, Kurt Vonnegut, Ernest.. more..Writing
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