Danse Macabre

by on August 31, 2021 :: 0 comments

We’ve been here since the dawn of time,
And here we shall always be;
But when the lips of dancing phantoms move
And you hear no sound in the crazy night,
When the desperate dance
To the rhythm of their false hope,
You know you’re alone.
When the freak disturbingly appears
Wherever you go he looks at you,
And you look back petrified,
Shut your mouth and listen
To the lunatic far in the distance,
Back in the corner of your dying brain,
Silently enunciating, whispering, and laughing;
Sleep beneath my thoughts
Where every word you say
Evaporates in time.

– Al-Bayan Ghirra

editors note:

Say as many as you can, the time be damned. – mh clay

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