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[writetothebones]

You're up there on stage,
leaning over us,
leaning over your guitar, your microphone
pressed to your pleading mouth
You're up there, singing your heart out
in all your glory
with lights flashing
all around
flashing
flashing
white
blue
red
pink
flashing
flashing
flashing your shadows
against the far wall
slender sillhouettes moving
bending over instruments,
breaking to the music
you're on the wall
and I realize
you are just like us
you are so fragile
as to have ghostly shadows
gliding on a white wall
while lights flash
flash
your face pale
lines around your mouth straining
as you push out those final
desperate notes
eyebrows knitted together
in concentrated passion
eyes screwed up tight against the flash
flash
of lights
red
blue
pink
white
your shadows are on the wall
your shadows
flash
you are
flash
sillhouettes
flash
on the wall