shadows dance

days and days go by
where the only reason to move
is the image of her
burned bright into my mind

the world is a toxic waste
belching black smoke
to choke down
the rejoinders of joy

all it takes is that
bottomless brown refraction
to keep it all in
a seeming semblance of order

then we can light
the whole goddamned place
on fire together making love
as the shadows dance

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