i am the act of shrapnel dancing / i fell / unfiltered by sky / in a way only an equation might justify/ yet my dance is no math/ to match / at this stage / my audience is irresistable / i will try to make eye contact with as many as i can / in this way i am free / previously i was part of some other invention / but my debut as a dancer awaited/ i have begun my career.
1 comment:
beautiful written!!...and confuses me.
i read it in two different ways.. one, ironically because i imagine a person dancing that way and the imagery makes sense to my comic-strip mind and yet if i tune in the devastation of shrapnel the same imagery becomes so real and terrifying..
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