Figures dance, as dark shadows against <br />silk shrouds. Some charge, chase, and chivy, <br />others are felled, fleeced and flitched <br /> <br />What fate awaits me? <br />Is it the figurine, or just a black <br />silhouette against the shrewd silk screen?<br /><br />Mike Acker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/figurines-3/
