Dancers at Penniless Birth

Observe the wealthiest production of ice dancers
our daughters sit with fathers
consuming bags of cotton candy mesmerized by masks
light wands of simple substance traveled the earth
play forms that value human instinctual shows
in the dark, as the pyrotechnics and purple footlights pulse
syrup from snow cones drip on our floor
above the arena a breath of skaters
escape from vinyl masks
shells of characters
dreams of fathers
frozen in one smile
pursued repetition one hot dog further
joy enjamed tubes
child exhales
father observes in the dark
shells, instinctual shows
dancers at penniless birth