For Amy

(c) Benoit Darcy

Voices quieted
With the last drink
I sang along
To the record
Going round
As the sun went down
I dragged out the demons
Who went into town
The stilts couldn’t
Keep me up
I just had to hear
Her voice gone
Now from the stage
The act you’ve known
For all these years
The curtain fell
Before the final act
The house lights
Were too bright to bear


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