Stage Set, Finale.

The curtain rises over the crow
Spotlights shine every eye
Burning
Birthing
Breaking
The curtain falls
The crowd dies
The lights dim into a single flickering bulb
The hanging lamp in an empty room
"I really should fix that" his lips move to say
Silence
She holds her hand out to reach him
A touch
A smile
A kiss
A goodbye
A bang
Silence breaks
The lovers fall to the floor
Hallow eyed
The light goes out
There will be no encore...


Britni Wilson