To Whom It May Concern

My pen is almost empty.
The ink spreads inconsistently,
this is true perseverance:
the climax before the conclusion.
A man in a green suit
shakes his head.
The ticket he purchased
is torn,
shredded even,
but he has come to see
the final act
for the girl in blue.
She takes the stage,
revolver in hand,
but no bullets fly.
Eye contact, that is all.
There’s no more blood
to bleed.

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