The Loki Dance

spoils

celebrate your victory
turn around you flaming
flees scurry desperately

why must it be desperatly

so soft inside here, a word
cherished as water recycles
all those other dirty things
give it up just arms in the air
please don't mock me

why must it be annihilating

trusting turns the key
makes every lock into a
gossamer thing veiled eyes
and innocence struts turns
peacock and then hard cock

and then

i took suppose i did not
and dreams destroyed this
vital thing? this red and
beating blue bird heart thing?
this my only shimmered crystal
thing smashed as her hands were
shaking

why must it be so frighteningly

real

blue moon stirred into sun
a smear of colour on everyone
faces turned into torched peach
horizon making love and screaming
a voice "why not me?" emptying
a swirreled curled need a need
so simple so easy as believe

strutting a new victory
turn around you flaming
flees scurry desperately

why must it be your everything?

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