Air of Decadence

Do you feel it

There, watching, waiting

Hovering like an essence

It surrounds you

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Airy at first

Like a fragrance passing by

But it circles

Like spirits dancing hand in hand

Ashes ashes

They sing in unison

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Till a wolf comes into view

They scatter and scream

As young girls do

But the wolf doesn’t chase

He takes their place

Circling

A smile on his face

He dissipates

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The air does not waver

Like fog it remains

You glance over your shoulder once again

Nothing