Cemeteries

who has not been to cemeteries must issue from this ball! who has not loved red dusk must clear from the way! who has not loved black night please leave this dance. FOr gruesome be this dance and behind masks are all. Mask to mask, hand in hand occasional, all dance without a sound, without a word, all stare, all dance. an orchestra of hedgehogs also in masks, they play drawling sounds and slow at night, from sun and light away for even the stars dark this night obscure their light from bright and clouds hover in heaven and in sky while under gales pass by. and the society of night continues on and melts at the first Dawn!