The Dance Macabre

The Dance Macabre


She announced with a loud cry

the start

of the dance of masks

but she was far too late

they had already begun

the people

went about their days

as all days before

and all days since

in brutal abjective harmony...

parallel-dopple-linger

parallel-dopple-linger


I have seen your reflection

your hypocrite smile

taunting in jest

the world.

light's illusion

may play its stringent tricks

but i see

the real you:

my unwanted

intollerable

self

A seven year crime

would be a pittance

to pay

so i would not push

your luck.