Posted by: The Malt House | October 11, 2010

Dancers

 

In Bronze and Tan and Gold they rest, waiting for their cue. The car speeds past and in it’s wake they rise and dance. In chorus lines, they pirouette and reel, spin and wheel, dancing for their lives. Their moment over they settle once more, their glory spent – until the next car passes by.


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