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Sussurance
Sussurance, susperia
A dancer on a rain-drenched night
The academy looming to her right
A face gazing from each window
She enters, welcomed with a chill
The three mistresses with sharpened smiles
Students frozen on the spot
Until the music starts
They begin like clockwork toys
Steps and gestures too precise
Eyes don't blink, begin to bleed
While "Swan Lake" sweeps them on their feet
The new dancer finds herself enthralled
Mesmerized by every move
They may be alive, or less
But if coaxed to stay, she will say "yes."
Suggested by the film "Susperia."
A dancer on a rain-drenched night
The academy looming to her right
A face gazing from each window
She enters, welcomed with a chill
The three mistresses with sharpened smiles
Students frozen on the spot
Until the music starts
They begin like clockwork toys
Steps and gestures too precise
Eyes don't blink, begin to bleed
While "Swan Lake" sweeps them on their feet
The new dancer finds herself enthralled
Mesmerized by every move
They may be alive, or less
But if coaxed to stay, she will say "yes."
Suggested by the film "Susperia."
Published 24th Feb 2018
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My crowfly friend, within this piece of 4 stanzas, I, the reader was immediately pulled into the imagery, the movements, the music. And, once the verse was ended (too soon for me), if you had asked “Do you wish that there was more? I (like the dancer) would’ve answered “YES”.
💃🏻~Jadey
💃🏻~Jadey
3rd Mar 2018 9:29pm
