Summiting the Dome

I pushed past the brass hinge. The lamp stem curved gently outward into the wide metal hood. Step one: suction foot down on the painted enamel. Snap. Good grip. Step two: swing the right leg up. The curve became steeper, sloping over the bulb housing below. A gentle warmth drifted up from inside the rim. I did not rush. I tested my weight three times, shifting slowly until all four limbs adhered firmly across the crest. From the peak, the whole room stretches out beneath me.