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Poetry/Prose: Dirty Dancin'



We danced. For months on end.
The tango, the waltz, even salsa'd it up
Amidst the swirling shadows, intoxicated by tune
Daylight? T'was always the dark we craved
Grinding against each other - wanting, denying, no sleeping tonight
Heavy breaths in sync, bass tempo till light

Staring. Breathing the other in. 
Intimate, strange.
Enveloped, conspiring; tearing the other apart.
Remedy to the madness, but poisonous at touch
Pure and utter insanity, the reasons to exile.
Yet come night fall, we dance it up again.

Deeper into the dungeon, velvety curtains drawn apart.
Deadly passion, intoxicating yearning.
Scratch marks the evidence of struggle.
Copulate, then dilacerate.
Copulate, then dilacerate.

Pure and utter insanity, deeper into the dungeon we go.
Nooks and crannies, monsters under the bed.
The questions. The shadows. Therein all dwell.
The darkness hath come and conspire with it we shall

We dance. Over and over again.
A misstep here, a two step there, a little shimmy in between.
The rhythms of our beings, conspiring.
One body, one name, multiple souls contained. 
Hate it or love it, we dance.
Till the end of time, dirty dancin' all night long.

--
Inspired by the questions, the give and take, the exchange, the ebbs and flows of our be-ing. 
The many versions of oneself we encounter in solitude; when we dare to go within. 

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