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there's a woman sitting at the window
a comely but lonely widow
she locks the doors and shuts off the light
“will you be my star tonight?”
lovely red roses, pockets of posies
stained wedding gown, we all fall down
the woman by the window
tall, shy widow
cleans the beer puddles staining the floor
and sits back at the window
waiting once more.
The woman at the window
waiting for her intro
but instead greets nothing
and goes back to rotting
in the deep corner
she writes a note
and turns out the light.