When you with me, it's a good day
- Gunna
You are the third and final act
The denouement, the resolve
The round of applause, the crowning
The descent of the heavy velveteen
... the last word
the deliberating silence
following a spell-binding performance
lived on its own terms
... the blinding lights
flooding the theatre
catching the sparkle of sweat trickling
down a face made-up
... the walk to centre stage
my bow to the audience
I take these steps with Chekov's gun
my heart to you I offer
... mensa, predella,
sanctuary of return
I kneel in the chancel to God
the nave may call to me
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