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[politicaldefect]

blinking in confusion
at this precarious...
complacancy?
content?
a cackling, mindless dance
my feet circling
in constant misstep
this rhythm echoing staccato
at the thought of how you dance
teeth, eyes and tongues
dripping color and heat
scalding my finger tips
so abrasive,
your velvet
brackish
yet sweet
tucked away in such perfect fashion
hidden from all but the fear
of what and who we turn our backs on