This Grotesque Dance
Bragolin
Continues after the ad
Amid pulsating chants
Staring at the feathers in this grotesque dance
While lying down
While lying, while lying down
With silent vocal cords
On the ground where the red and the black dolls mourn
Silent vocal cords
Resistant in a distant horn
Continues after the ad
To be swallowed whole
Coloured faces in a feast to feed the soul
Rituals and chants
A feast to feel the ground