Gruesome Carnival Nocturnal Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

I was in it.
For I had
Dressed myself
A Centaur in the
Motley crowd.

Squirrels and hedgehogs
Bones and skeletons
Lizards erect, walking
Glow worms of the night
And flowers bent and
trudging
Figures dark and folded
So many, so many
So many, so many

All joyful
In the stealth of night
All guilty
As if stealing life.
All gruesome
To each other's
Head
Not speaking:
All
Following all
As be impelled
And I
I
Following too
My Inner Soul
In to gruesome carnival
And march
Melted and became
AS one
With It,
The gruesome carnival.