Saturday, January 20, 2018

This Dancing Life - for Matthew

This Dancing Life – For Matthew

It is the devil’s
Dancing season
When Persephone
Rises, spitting
Pomegranate pips

And Demons
Track the
Path of pips
Leeching into
This time

Succubus’s stalk
Scratching, sucking
At scabs of memories
Grown starving
In the shadows

Persephone, you
Did not bring the spring
You never do
Each year,
A resolution
To endure.

And so, we dance
The devil and I
We dance,
Embraced
Again

But I have
Learnt to
Dance with
The devil
And dance

We will

I will dance
Till the
Ferryman
Arrives.
I will

Dance
On the boat
Of the Ferrymay
Until we reach
Those shores

When Matthew
Meets me
We will dance
He and I, again
In love’s embrace

We will dance
Into eternity
Life begun
Life endured
Life lived

The dancing
Season
Will then
Be

done

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