The Blasphemous BallroomA Poem by WallflowerIs anyone else tired of dancing?Tear away the pieces, Shred the flesh away, Flee from the boundaries That define the days. Limb by limb, Start with the hands, The big one and the little one That choreograph the dance. Steps one through sixty And sixty through one, One more waltz to twelve Another round and you’re done. Titles hover over heads Alluding to the truth, A factual analysis Based on coercive proof. Which beat of the drum Is it that you march to? Watch your step, You might regret Piously dancing in the ballroom. Watch your step, they'll make you regret Piously dancing in the ballroom. © 2010 Wallflower |
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