Fractured by The Dancers of Dissolution
Fractured by The Dancers of Dissolution
(A lone voice whispers)
I dreamt
As I sat alone at home
After church
One rainy afternoon
Dressed in my Sunday best
Thinking after you left
We were like two rare windblown autumn leaves
Meeting on a winter's tree branch
By chance
Hypnotized within that first magical glance
To think we would be together
Forevermore
Until the wickedness within the ever watching jealous world
Gathered around us
Like a wild scene at a new Feast of Bacchus
And began
To smile and dance
Salivating
At the dark thought and soul replenishing ominous energy
Linked to destroying
Another god given religious trance
Filled with thoughts of romance
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
Foundation of the piece.
Have you ever experienced a situation, when everything seems to be coming together in a relationship, then tragedy, suddenly strikes?
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