“a dance in the afterlife”

some will dance in the afterlife

moved by tickled feet

and the green sway of ornamental grass

they will be featured on luminous stages

among a cast of shadows

and in their lightening moves

and in their gracious slumber

honey comb metronomes beat out a rhythm

while the swelling of the chorus booms

for i have seen these mystics

uncanny visions from across the mire

a coin for each eye

paid to conduct the ferryman

high atop the splintered mast

looking out across the multitude

as they form a great company

to bind and bellow

sliding across the somber stage

with dirty pink sashes

and wooden tipped shoes

spinning in a deathly ballet

oh sweet prima!

your pirouetting visage sublime

why have you left this world?

to enter a space divine

for i only asked of you a kiss

from red lips alive

but you chose to seek the darkness

to bear a new disguise

and to leave me standing breathless

peering across the great divide

-Jason Cyrus Akhtarekhavari 5/21/12


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