All dance under the high-domed ceiling
with chandelier fixtures suspended in air
and heavy draperies cast aside.
Left, right, forward, back...
Long dresses sweep the floor
while worn-soled leather shoes tap gently
and soft guiding symphonies reverberate.
Left, right, forward, back...
Pairs of black and white mingle about.
Some linger whilst the rest dance,
save the darkest couple of all.
Left, right, forward, back...
Black fabrics cover each face save the eyes.
And still these bodies sway;
they sway to the other's steps.
Left, right, forward, back...
A tear has fallen unheard,
a moistly streamed cheek unseen,
two bare faces now exposed.
Left, right, forward, back...
All pause and fall silent;
there is silence all around
save violent whines and gags.
Every head faces the anomaly
only to turn away.
For they fear the day
when their masks must fall in suit.
The painstaking cacophony proceeds
but is soon drowned by disregard
and undoubtful negligence
which preside amongst all save two.
Left, right, forward, back...




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