In the hours leading up
the light danced through swift poles
and swayed slowly around
the city of love,
housed the monstrosity of ignorance
and
arrogance that the world once called 'Woman'.
Silent flashes branched out into the night
reaching stealy arms into the abyss
dragging startled eyes back with them.
Printed x10 on glossy.

Moments they stood and stared at the cross
transfixed by the dilemma
that religion manifests in the hearts of
the heartless.
They celebrated love with stories and wine
dragging their emotion-drenched bodies
through the evening
and made polite conversation
that landed in the echoes of shouting and merriment.

"One more year" she was told
as stronger presences than she grasped her limbs
with limp, textured hands
wishing she hadn't turned out like them.
Withered away in the corner she had realised
on this day of eternity
She had been conflicted and pressured.
She had been inspired and transfixed
by the dull, meaningless lives of the insects around her,

while the light was still swaying
around the city
hand in hand with humid hubub
and spicy rhythmic undertones.

Wrecked joy collapsed on the faces of the unsuspecting
as glasses were spilt with quiet abandon,
pavements littered with the lives they had picked up along the way.  
Silent day dreamers shuffled wordlessly to the closests of reminiscence
returning to find themselves
drenched in childhood glamour,
Nostalgia reeking from their tired bones.

The night withered slowly as relunctant souls
loosened their last, desperate grasp
on what was, and what they had lost.
Love was felt here today, as the stars in their marvelous courses
hummed silently
and dawn approached with hope and quiet dismay
for the lovers and the night

while the light was still swaying
around the city
and the glow from the television settled
on dreamers and illusionary vibrations.