Quick Glimpses (poetry and short stories)

Fading

Fading away into the abyss
No one hearing a whisper
No one caring
No one wondering what happened
Just gone.

The music slows to a stop
The audience expects the next song
But one never comes
They all wonder for a moment, almost like being entranced
Then they get up and leave
Not wondering when the next show will be
Or even if there's going to be another
After they all leave they play again
This time no one can hear them
They lose hope
However the janitor hears them
He applauds
Making echos throughout the room
But even they fade
Just as things do
They fade into nothing
They become nothing.