Troika Dancer

I bet I don’t cry
but fever press upon me
a dancing beat with tango dancing
and all that could be flourishing
dancing to the beat is
a rhythm hidden in every beast
I promise all that river’s late run
into the valley is forbidden in
the inner city
I switch the ego starter on all the issues
Freud slip by on my tongue do I have
everything in control
I dance learning the aerobic spirit
to dart out on the cargo of sweet memories
Every piece fits into the puzzle
like jingoist polices of nation state
there are no doubts as to what is the prayer
seeking help of God in chancy world
there he arose on the cover of Time Magazine
preaching the ways of layman to the scientist
who must see the theories upon
theories built to falter in the dance
and sleep.


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