Step! Two, three and again
step two! Now – turn around
voice receding –
centrifugal distant tracking
rhythm raises
drum      beat
light deepening
feet shuffling
the dead move stiffly
to the conductor’s rhythm
Afterlife dances
step three!
bones creak
even the dead
enjoy thriller night!

©Vivian Zems

Collaborative Poetry in Jilly’s casting bricks  December challenge

This quadrille poem is a collaborative effort between Petru (in bold) and myself (the remainder).