The dull star of Venus\' past,
Drifting through skulls, white and grey,
Fastens the Moon to the mast
Of a Midnight epoch\'s prey -
Shadows dancing on the walls!
Each cycle to perfection
Dissolving in cloths of fate,
Opal drapes in reflection
Mottle pupils on the slate -
Shadows dancing on the walls!
Shivering into pulses,
Future stalls, gasping ulcers,
Fresh-linen weaved from the soul
Shroud a halo to the hole -
Shadows dancing on the walls!
Dreams substance consolidates
And blackness amalgamates,
Veins burn, mellow, and sedate
Eyes of the Eternal state -
Shadows dancing on the walls!...