Saturday, October 12, 2013

The gate awaits

dull clouds, blinding lead
on the journey to the gate

sullen dancers pull their
painted faces off bowed
heads...  dripping streams
of coagulating colors

coerced of their clothes,
bare dancers drag against
the sorrowful scenery

their destruction, the bow
pulled over coarse strings
suspended overhead,
echoing a malicious melody

infamous dance traipsed
on the journey to the gate

heavy breaths, heaving chests
spew their tainted dreams
in jagged speech and
languished soliloquy

poured out bottles wobble
and spin, stumble and trip
through the moist veils

what's not needed stays
behind, what's not wanted
piles on, what's not heeded
bleeds the dancers dry

straggling stick figures
on their journey to the gate


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