Mimi
Alone in the spotlight's glare
Mimi performs once more before
an anticipatory crowd.
Bejewelled, bewigged and corsetted
dressed in sequins and feather boa
he stands and delivers the risqué jokes
mimes to the tracks of favourite songs
in the crippling nine inch heels he loves.
Another performance over
he smiles and waves to the cheering crowd
"my adoring public, my dear"
then whisks himself off to the dressing room
and home to the tiny top floor room
he likes to call his penthouse
where he sits and relives his performance
the cheers of the crowd, the longed-for applause
and sheds a few tears, but only a few
over a take out meal for one
before going to bed alone.