And you understand
The show comes to its end
You have to leave
Through the exit
Very quickly
Someone is waiting
to replace you
patiently
on the corridor
you come across
with him
face to face
he reads the climax
in your face
same as with me
quick and fast
spread wide
long and high
with maximum
possible height
that is the climax of my life
now I play
like the theme song
very slow
if you wish
you may get ready
the door
and write on it ‘exit ‘
in colour red
and read my face, too
I am ready
Silently to be replaced