So Desperate For Progressive Linearity

by annex50

These wooden floors are where you
step to a rhythm.
A kind of vibration
that I have not felt before.

Twirl here and
arms raised high and
clasping together,and
foot raised high.
Reaching for
wardD
DES…

Dressed in black.
Engulfed by the rush
but smooth
silk.

The breeze breaking
your knees within
a slumbering spring arched
back and knotted.
Kneading back and for
wardD
Des…

Destitute but
questions remain and
provoke.
Find that brush.

Stroke the skin and
beat it red
through and through.
Stick that smile and
straighten your hair and deepen that
makeupP
PUH…

Please,
you know you shouldn’t do this,
thinking.
This can’t happen.

This is and is
devoured daily;
bred but is
and still molds from this
tourR
RET…
?

Retreat!

Verse.
Re
.esreV

Disc
oF
RE:

SUN or
DOT or
SHHH!
YES!
GOT IT!
PUSH!

These days
are so
long and hard,
sick and bedridden,
and so

broken-
heart-
boarded

windows;
they lie
blinded

but not to you (me),
her (him),
him (her),

seek
the next
line
or

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