Dancers dance on unvarnished floor <br />Teardrops cluster on unfinished ledge <br />All the lacquer in the world can't conceal <br />Black mold clinging at the edges of silence <br />And silence gnawing like a well-fed cancer <br /> <br />Painful enlightenment when dawn comes to show <br />Decay has over taken every careless surface <br />There's nothing to be done now nothing left to save <br />But close your eyes for an hour or a lifetime <br />You could still pretend that nothing had changed.<br /><br />Patti Masterman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/superficial-10/
