Dance on Glass (part 2)

Dance on Glass

Crush those crystalline fragments

Beneath your feet

The sweet music pulsating within your mind

The broken shards crushed to a fine glittering powder

Pixie dust between your toes

The music blinding the pain

Crimson blood, pushing rivers

beneath the sand

Returning them to their natural state

Dance on glass

Pounding out those long dormant

Dreams

In hopes of a revelation

In hopes of Self-Preservation

Those crystalline bits

embedded with the skin

pushed deeper with the throbbing of your passions

Dance

Set free your corpral self

Make real those intangible feelings

Screaming for actualization

Dance, dance on glass

Crushed to a fine dust

Til your soul is spent

Your inner savage satisfied

Your journey etched on the floor

Somewhere between the bloodied footprints and glittering dust

Light flickering

Forevermore

 

Reviews

[Sam Severn]

Deeper into the passions you dive in this poem. Feels like you composed it while you were dancing (maybe not, maybe just feels like it) and stamping out demons under your feet. I love the way you mix blood imagery with pixie dust. The contrast is stunning n' startling! N' when the music ends, we're left with blood, dust, a glimmer of light, and hope....MEGA-COOL! ㋡