In the Chasm of the Nutcracker

In the chasm of the Nutcracker Shadows of urgency implode upon the stage Dancers are cloaked by ominous fog Mist oozing from the pleats and corners of nothingness In the chasm of the Nutcracker One lone pure one ballets across in magic slippers The lightest of foot, contrasting with the rest They are competing but she is the one you watch In the chasm of the Nutcracker There appear to be hidden dangers Selfish, greedy motives, unknown agendas Twirling dancers conceal some anticipated evil In the chasm of the Nutcracker There is a cold elegance But a contrasting purity and innocence I watch the dance and smile at the black snowflakes