the flashing colors
in vertiginous splashes
while the figures dance
tirelessly through the
ghostly masquerade
as a fool watches
afraid to comment
as dreamthistle erupts
in a scattered cacophony
of heartfelt goodbyes

i long to join them
spinning in sheer madness
as the pouty refractions
in cratered lunacies
dimly conveys meaningless

stripped bare of any
incidental theologies
the masked dancers lash
at one another with no
regard for casual causalities

spinning faster and faster
as each star winks out
one by one in supple finality
leaving a swirling abyss in
place of deviant heartshatter
to illuminate the many scars
lining the tired faces who
have forgotten the feeling
of fractured failings falling
downdowndown in solidarity to
the incremental fascination
In faintly faded forevers