After You're Gone.

[dadio]

After you're gone
they'll draw the curtains,

lock all doors,
put away the booze

and wash the glasses,
stoke the fire,

shut up the books,
go to bed

in a rush
and whisper

about you
and what you said.

[constantine]

one would hope so. i like the minimal approach to this poem. it says it all without belaboring the point.

[dadio]

thank you, Constantine.