They came dancing without rules,
fervent visitants, fanning flamingo dresses of furious prisms,
figments so lustrous, figurantes in gleeful percussive permutations,
Their luminous spectral syncopation dazzling against a stark dark vista,
against the opaque nocturnal skyline, against all the bruises of one’s psyche.
They came dancing.
They were currents of tormented effulgence, wave upon wave,
a rocky glistening sea, a silent...
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