Fish Tank Dance Horizon
By the unfolding head
Sun, 27 Jan 2013
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Black silhouette figurines
dancing Salsa or something
on the second floor
above a dank rank
of shops
From across the dual carriage way
I look out
at the horizon
and watch the three dancers
play
in their illuminated dolls house
Holding
twirling
ballerinas beyond the limits of fog
and routine traffic
Their empty space
merely useful to them
and yet to me
altogether something else
something to capture the imagination
a clear light
amongst the bleak blur
of small city scrubland
Black silhouette figurines
from a silent film
scrawling their deft shapes
upon the skyline
a flick of the leg
a swift twist of the waist
the turn and dash
of a tail
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