Weeping chandeliers cradled
on ceilings, embracing shadows
and intimate parasites -
tracing midnight with falsifications
of its own.
The rays beamed on bedsheets,
soiled with scents and reveries
that distinguished in moments
and re-appeared in plastic alterations
of madness.
Toes tapped on grounds reflecting
jesters that leaped off paper shards
and pounced wooden doors in attempt
to peel splinters away from formality.
Concave breathing raced,
betting survival for iron dimes.
[The mirror leaked portraits of
kaleidoscopic scenaries.]
Mental riots scribbled eulogies
on crowded pavements -
attacking grandmothers
with blunt knives;
they carved into stonesthat were engraved with riddles -
prancing on roads
to mass suffocation.
Stunt performances acted out
when the covers caught fire
and the ceiling
caved in.
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