Member Poem

I.

A NIGHT turned to terror compendio!

Stalked through the halls of a dense prism by a demon in stilettos

I never planned to fall for such a typical disguise,

But your ambiance was soft enough for my eyes

I'm chasing my sanity through the hallways of an empty corridor...

And now that I recall, those rooms weren't empty for

I was entertaining an audience

Dancing alongside marionettes and  handcrafted puppets

Strings attached to each of my exposed limbs

Committed to a sonnet of deadly sins

With every three steps to the right,

A twirl--A spin in its wake

In transition, I retreat two steps back

The crowd shakes

With every jump; the crowd sneers

And every perfected landing; the crowd cheers

I am drenched in fame and eccentric taste

And as soon as it appeared; the setting erased.

II.

I lost myself dancing in a dark hallway of your fantasies,

Chasing silhouettes until the candlelight died out.

Every twist and turn in this Labyrinth of Lust is vague and yet--
Strangely familiar, and I want out.

III.

The dungeon door drags open and stalls halfway

In waltz glass stilettos gliding on a worn granite pathway

I'm tranced by the elegance dancing before my eyes;

Trapped in a realm of Hello's and Goodbye's

It's a dance to the death--

I'm suffocating, losing my breath

The air turns cold and damp

I attempt to exit, but I can't.

With three steps to the right,

A twirl--Aspin in its wake

In transition, she retreats two steps back

The crowd shakes

Advancing onward; the crowd applauds

Now I wear the limelight as a glimmering visage.

I reach outward to grab her hand through the mirror,

But her skin melts, with the touch of my hand, like a hot wax exterior--

Glass shards shatter into the frigid black atmosphere

As hypnosis loses its hold and I endlessly search for a way out of here.

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