Thursday, November 27, 2008

Dance of Death...


Flames arose from the decay
Went down
Tired
In a steady rhythm
Oh! look how it danced
The thoughts came unbidden
The tears were unasked for
My insides churned
In warning
Dancing to the tune of death
The fire pushed me on
Sorely mechanical
The indifference of my own soul
Paralyzed me into a dreadful torture
The flames danced.
The animal gnawed at me
Fulfilling its desires
Deriving a sadistic pleasure from my agony
And I danced with purpose
The Dance of Death.

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