𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐎𝐈𝐀

𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄

Lacquered chalices dull out the incense of perspicacious syllables,

As ivory carved violins string out indecipherable notes of faux gravity.

Capering silhouettes spin under the harsh glow of a million blistering suns,

Dancing to silence, adrift in the euphoric torrents of nescient ecstasy.

Their sunburnt selves waltz past charred ballrooms painted with broken dreams,

Glowing as they scorch through the smoky haze in an inferno of oblivious transcendency.