Jingle
the bell tolls
after the musics
died down
screaming at first
then echoes
now trapped
in the hosts skull
as he waves his guests away and
retires to the lobby
turns on the radio
dial twisted
all the way up
to drown the
bell's
stuck
in
his
head.
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