After Playing

I'm sitting at the bar
dark gleaming furniture surrounds
behind me whisper abstrusely the colorless specters

The light flashes on in the void hall
I can hear the shoes screaming
feet soft bouncing fleeing
and laughter at me
then the heavy darkness falls down behind its glass

Slowly turns my head
through the windows extends the faintly lighted night
on the empty parking place the last cars as
dead bugs, and brought by their chauffeurs to fade in the depth

The advertising pillar throws sharp light upon

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