INTO THE WOODS

They live in the woods.
Lights flicker through the trees.
We follow the lights to the glass house,
Lit from within by crystal chandeliers.
Notes of The Waltz drift to us.
Glass walls reveal dancing couples,
Twirling on the dance floor.
Tuxedoed men...

 

They live in the woods.

Lights flicker through the trees.

We follow the lights to the glass house,

Lit from within by crystal chandeliers.

Notes of The Waltz drift to us.

Glass walls reveal dancing couples,

Twirling on the dance floor.

Tuxedoed men stand guard at the front door.

Snow flakes fall from the dark sky.

Snow in Florida?

The clock strikes midnight.

The couples freeze.

After the last chime,

Dancing commences.

All is not right in the glass house.

All is not right with the town of Oasis.

THE DEAD GAME

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AFTER THE RAIN

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After The Rain

The streets will be sparkling clean.

The sun will shine.

Kids play ball.

Bicycles ride by.

Couples walk hand in hand.

The air sweet with laughter from

the diners at the sidewalk cafe.

A dog sleeps in the shadows.

A new day.

Sparkling clean.

Let’s dance beneath the lights

 

Let’s dance beneath the lights.

Beneath the sparkling colors.

Between the lifelike statues.

Figures entombed in glass.

The dance floor grows bigger.

The music picks up its beat.

Couples twirl in circles.

Round and round they go.

Until the clock strikes midnight.

And the games finally begin.

THE DEAD GAME

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