Seadog Captain (Unrelated)
a holy pantomime with self-aware masques,
white costumes caught on spike fences,
facepaint deviants collide.
first walk on the benevolent archers,
spirals trussed in creature garments and gauntlets,
spun from rolling nines on a loom.
{the ticket wasn't needed,
we were all called by swarming hordes of invite
unseen
lucid in the pancreatic smog of an empty city
3 weeks ago,
its walls hogging every minute of existence to itself}
A stage with proscenium arch intact
Saturates the orchestra pit with blood
and calls you to observe a palace pandemonium being built.
Therefore;
Tristan asleep in the trapdoor,
Isolde served during intermission.
Back to burning centaurs,
Committed to surface tension.
