Midnight Shows

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? 

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. haha! ... amazing ... you're right ... who wouldn't ? ... brilliant poetry ...