6th Sonnet To Christina Poem by James Mullaney

Come naked night, come sawdust and tinsel,
pillow plush her footfall: My - our - 'Maitresse, '
Christina. Help a prince and a damsel
script a rogue Romeo's carnal distress.
Women misvalue me in this movie -
be thankful it's just Universal glam.
True, in Starsphere I'm considered groovy;
forbid that whom I seem were who I am!
Peppermint Priestess, condescend to read
these panegyrics, husbandmen of fame.
Never was ennui foxlessly flurried -
we know ourselves through a glass darkly, Dame.
No Bergman blocks, grips, or lights our story:
movies within movies are ghost glory.