Slumber the beast

As rusted needle fell, tacitly on endless track, the dance of death began. Intrusive my presence to dominion of a beast in slumber I entered with un-arched back and carefully choreographed gestures, Ignite the cerebrum, fully alert to mortal consequences Should the beast awake from slumber, heed the sharpened swords, hide the ivory smiles and silence the beating heart Betrayers with memories from joys of spring Slaughter the innocent, Silence the mocking bird that sings…