Circus
Insidious fingers of flickering phantoms
Cast in the bloody gold haze of frozen pain, sorrowing.
Reveling players reaching past the present memories, moments
Cemented in ashes.
Merriment mars the perfect surface of poetic sin
Flint and steel, stealing life from lungs, suffocating.
Iron shadows cast upon the flagstones, grating
Perfidious souls.
Bone and metal clash as laughter echoes
Loud in the empty rooms, the sound of finality.
Twisted gnarled chords like chains of death, desolation
Chaotic revolutions round the sun.
Sharp and shallow, shards of breath
Immolation for the amusement of others,
Emulation a thing to be detested.
Nothingness remains.
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