Fantasy vs Firmament

[White metal beams | Empty frames]

Someone’s stepped out for a moment,

left the keys just past the outer gate.

[In Someone’s absence | The planters trade places]

A ballroom floor formed of shadows cast;

The sun shines through bowed glass.

[Someone new arrives | Leaves footprints in the dust]

The silence has long since run out of leaves

to play you love me, you love me not.

[They turn to look now | To be seen]

A chorus of crystals. A chandelier

of champagne flutes, poised. Expectant.

[To spill their secrets | Poison laced? Perhaps]

There are too many stray letters,

no form. No footsteps in the grime.

[A world of green | Of nowhere wires]

No words left behind from the Someones.

Nor warm wash of time.

[Is this a dream | Is this a lie?]