and the Devil and his demons danced. <br /> <br />Blackness bullied its shoulders into midday. <br />Shadows filled the mosaics of light and <br />cool fingers of air caressed naked skin. <br />Anguished tears diluted blood-stained grains <br />of scourged wood – <br />and the Devil and his demons danced. <br />Danced in morbid celebration. <br />Howled with bestial delight. <br />Fed on bravado and guzzled new wine, <br />And for three days, they danced. <br />A gasp a breath a light. <br />and the music stopped. <br />Forever.<br /><br />Keith Langdon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/demon-dance/
