Night’s Performance

Night’s Performance


The Cheshire Cat grins

his white crescent smile—the only

light shining above.  Stare into

his twinkling eyes.  He’s wrapped up

cozily in Night’s blackness blanket.

The crescent is projected upon the ground;

spaces between the teeth

create a pattern—one mosaic represented

by many projections

all melting into one, creating faceless

shadows, flowing along edifices, concrete,

seeping in and out of the cracks

where loneliness resides,

dancing across landscapes,

coating whatever figments stand in the way.

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