I stepped into the lot
though empty and dark
I gave it my best shot

Lonely, dancing to dance.
Feeling the motion
of whisper per chance

the dream of Spring
bloomed in the corners
drunk satyrs beckoning

kind strangers
wise in their years
weak from the lonely
toil of frightmares

cold hands brought me
out past grand entrance
where moon and song
mixed in convergence

by their sadness
they brought me within
made to step on
a man crouched
shorn hope to thin

That platform
was might small to perform
yet my light feet
bounced on that worn
back

slowly
others did come
bracing my weight
on weak forms new ones longed

to join them
and they danced at my side
my hand held out long
to grace their finger slide

beneath me
what once was one man
was a mural of bodies
pinwheel and awesmacked

the dancing
brought me to bear
on hairlines and shoulders
worn ragged by wear

I hardly noticed
that every step was growing
higher on the edge of death
my feet twisted instead
and these sweet souls
formed tighter foot holds
their bodies all turned gray
as I rose to the third tier

and glowed

my skin was all starlight
their whispered donations
went from heart to my shine

around me my splendor
gave crystal to sad glares
the gather who watched me
now clustered in close chains
a flicker of life grew stained
as they aged
only minutes on my feet
turned teens withered in days
limbs interlocked as pillars of meat

dazzle dance whirl fast twirl laugh
thin bog lizard drawn to crash
and call up my name from tiles
of shame their hope eye-glimmer
the last to fade as arms shoot up
they join the frame of holy

star-lit rise

I watch as they shake bloat and cry

an egg hatch of fortune
bends open jaws
showing molars
they creek and grow colder
that last smile dimming
as selves become my donors

stopping

trying to stop

no

the more I wave

the more they shop

the more I pray

the more they drop
all that they were
to take a stand and form
a pew from stray thoughts I had
if I really knew what power
I grasped I wished my view
would go past my stand

But six levels up
I wasn't going anywhere
as rain began to drop
I lazy twirled soft upon hair

then the rain woke some

I cried to watch them go

my dance could finally cease

repressed fear needing a release

but the pillars and pews
stood hard in the dew
every soul long past dead
grown to house my descent
so lowering my head
I smiled and pranced
the star alignment
being the only thing
shining

in our eyes