Ballet
How I hate this balletThis dance of life reported
As a fantasy... as if we all are soldiers
Merely reporting in.
Perhaps the dancers might refuse
To step in time some day
Might denounce the dance on this water
We never should have to pay for.
Or some such story.
I like to think some guillotine
Is being moved to some stage left.
Poetry by jenks
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Written on 2013-04-09 at 02:02
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