Exit, Pursued by an Adult

Close the curtain on me, I cannot be vain tonight.
All that I am is weary of treading these varnished boards.
I hear the gentle breathing as it waits for me outside.

All you, my hopes and fears, are you ready for the flight?
The props of adolescence won’t support me any more.
Close the curtain on me, I cannot be vain tonight.

And you, my blemishes, are you ready for the light?
I fear the crowd outside may spot the make-up on my pores.
I hear the gentle breathing as it waits for me outside.

And all my little worries, are you ready for respite?
No more can we be nervous once we step outside the door.
Close the curtain on me, I cannot be vain tonight.

A bow to thank the audience for being so polite
As to applaud a show they’ve seen a hundred times before.
I hear the gentle breathing as it waits for me outside.

An encore won’t be asked for from a hero so contrite;
The vaudevillian villain of this villanelle withdraws.
Close the curtain on me, I cannot be vain tonight.
I hear my gentle breathing as I wait for me outside.

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