Dies Irae
Oyez! Oyez!



This is a gala evening!



Veiled angels

Crowd the theatre

To see a play

Of hopes and fears



Motley mimes

Toss about the scene

Held up by therads

Sinking in the deep



Onstage

In a corner

Hidden behind myself

I hold my breath:

In the airless air

Shards of crushed rainbows

Fill my limbo

Placed somewhere

Between world and toys