July 18, 2025

Dance

Dance not only 
 when victory comes
Dances across sad stories 
more than a mere dance
 to fritter away 
the pangs and pants 
of the brewing pains
Dance away mores 
That keep you in pang
Twisting your twisted pain
With no relief 
 nor a respite of sigh heaved
Drunken dances 
Much better
Better still reckless dancing
To the world they utter guiles 
And speak about your insanity 
Every day dance unleashes 
Doses of the derring do
It cost not a dime to dance
Nor does it cost a dime to sing?
O dance dance dance dance dance 

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