He stepped out of the door
into the cool evening,
the bar was closing
and the poem had been told
the convivial banter silent,
he on the pavement,
alone.
THE SHOW IS OVER
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Words from the Jagged Edge of Truth
He stepped out of the door
into the cool evening,
the bar was closing
and the poem had been told
the convivial banter silent,
he on the pavement,
alone.