The Last Scene

A poem by Meg Sorick

It’s a tired old story played on a broken down stage
Second rate performances by a third rate cast
When the end is no grand finale
The last scene concludes
With the actors running out of script
The stage lights dim as they stare
At the orchestra abandoning the pit
While a single, slow clap of applause
Echoes in the darkened theater

Header image: The Uptown Theater ~ Photo by Hidden City Philadelphia

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