change of program

I've had you up on that stage so long
- it's no pedestal. You've room to roam,
to strut, to spin, some shows
you strip. Tell stories, moan
and crack your quip
to greatest effects on earth and parts
elsewhere. Wherever my mind
has gone, you were there
with my eyes
and heart enrapt.
Your audience was a sea of I's. 
Stock-still we sat, and took
you in. But lately you've been
replaced by a ghost. Your costume
is empty, untenanted. The show
has gone on without
its host.