Christopher Mulrooney: poem

SHOWTIME

behold I see those shows
and I sit thee behind wheelchairs
and mysteries behind closed doors
I couldn't answer better myself
in this music above closed doors
in the light above the door
of the green room

I walk beside those blackly lights
in those green shows of dressing rooms

the puff balls and paint brushes
creams and waxes
wigs and hair pieces thrown
over the costumes haphazardly
sweat

schedules itineraries rosters protocols
disordered catchpurses carryalls
makeup boxes sewing gear
gambols and gambits

I hear the lights hissing and sinking
or rising with a thump
and the grand gesture consummated
you make

Christopher Mulrooney is a Los Angles-based poet whose poetry, fiction & translations in ACM, Frank, Nimrod, Over the Transom, 2River etc. His chapbooks include Come on with the rain (Phony Lid Pubs.), singing for pennies in
the streets (Budget Press), apostrophe (Los).