Exeunt All

but the men responsible for closing
the curtains

after the lights
have dimmed and the crowd has
shuffled past

an empty stage, where
tomorrow and tomorrow and
tomorrow, it will end

the same—with Horatio
refusing to eat

or drink alone—with Iago unraveling
the moor’s handkerchief
beneath his nose—with Macduff

unpacking his suitcase, only
to find the gifts he had bought

his pretty ones.


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