Dancling

No one ever told you life wasn't going to be easy

so you thought you didn't have to work

or want to stay alive




everybody cows when dreams lead to disaster

recognition out from darkness is of growing laughter




fear of lie expected flaunted while liar slept, haunts;

who dares own our regret?




preempt looking into eyes, intentionally mystifying

coming stainlessly sheened in projectile self




hands on fist-worldy skin, brooked and part

dervish, crown scrounged from earth




adorned by percolators