Devil's Masquerade

Singing in the dark.
Serenade the stars and day fades
out to nothing.
Canta per me
the old adage of nights past.
Dance of broken wings.
Silver feathers float on tears.
Angel's eyes downcast.
Redundant.
No one needs a guardian
When the children are dead.

City streets paved with shimmer gold
Entice the rats to destroy the heart
Then wash away the long dead souls.

Mother tongue is long forgotten.
Speech stutters and slurs
Through awkward conversation.
Stilted.
Censored.
Eyes dart, watching the watchers.
Thoughts open to judgement.

Midnight stops.
Doors closed. Streets dead.
City sleeps.
Stones stained.
Shining feathers float on ice breeze.
Silence.
But for a
song.