Closing Time

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Closing Time

Starter!

Her face is pale

In the doorway light.

Her lips blood red

And her skin blue white.

Taxi!

I’m tired.

Deep⁠ ⁠… River.⁠ ⁠…

O, God, please!

The river and the moon hold memories.

Cornets play.

Dancers whirl.

Death, be kind

What was the cover charge, kid?

To a little drowned girl.