That night, the chandeliersnOf The MajesticnLow-lit as you bowed--nnThe papers all saidnIt was your most brilliant yetnYour most brilliant nownnYou sank from the surface,nClosing your eyesnHair streaming outnnUnder the water,nPadlock and chainnMoving like a dream,nTwisting to escapennThey held their breath with you,nThen you finally emergednTo thunderous applausennOne last time death defiednAnd, dripping, you bowednA little hesitant becausennYou must have knownnSomething was wrongnEverything was wrongnnUnder the water,nPadlock and chainnMoving like a dreamnTwisting to escapennEven past the finale,nYou were subtly drowningnSlow and unawarennAfter all the risksnAnd brushes with deathnIt ended quietly in bednnYou must have knownnSomething was wrongnEverything was wrongnnUnder the water,nPadlock and chainnMoving like that dreamnThat you needed to escape