The curtains rise
The kliegs glare down
You take your place
In the background
You know your role
You play it out
Waiting patient in the wings
In harmony you’re cast to sing
In duet your timbre drowns
An underscore in the background
Will-pinned to the playwright’s prose
Within your blocking you are bound
You resolve to hold your pose
You grit your teeth, you gut it out
No monologue reveals your mind
No stakes arise to weigh you down
To the lead you yield the lights
Your ends lie loose
In the background
Your scripting is its own reward
To dress the set, to know thе score
Second, servant, sacrificе
Spinning thrall to blinding crown
The audience will not recall
Your face
Your name
Your fact at all
The arc of drama finds its end
Without you in the denouement
You leave the stage without a bow
A cameo in the background
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