Ballet In Gray by MichaelFirewalker how long has it been since we held a full hand naked souls walking land freed from thieving men long ago we knew the firm round view of need’s sweated songs full and whole ripe and true why has it begun to sound so hollow here echoes in the shallows of fear corridors disappeared screwed down into dungeons won by undone when did it become no place left to go nothing more to know only ghosts who wallow wandering they fill our frozen homely rooms where brittle stillness burns and turns in bitter silences while outside twisted skies force thunder into lightning skewed ignition for the killing fuels ocean slicks pooled in putrid graces left to flash beneath haunting mews the raw screams of oil-drenched gulls together trance now lulls as stupefied we watch rictus grins form on faces stretched to grimace as they do laughing right at me and all of you their charcoal smooth wraith’s ballet of silhouettes forced outdoors to play kabuki with the death shadows Added to GotPoetry.com ( http://www.gotpoetry.com ) on 13-Apr-2011