A Waltz for One
I dance an unwelcome waltz
With daemons bent on purging 
All that which once was my life,
Now merely fading memories 
Among their dust thrown up. 

I hoover and I sweep their hell
From the sanded floors far below,
My shadows flicker as the tapers
Take on a life unworthy. 

I paint their town in colours befitting 
The foul and the rogue rascals
You once named is passing. 

I wash my hand of all your sins,
Betraying the betrayed

As a way out of destitution.