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Shallow dancer

Burning ashes,

tissue flower-

wasted days breed brittle hours.

Empty thoughts, 

explaining nothing-

False and fatal,

useless, numbing.

Listen to this shallow dancer,

Wanting two-

this poor romancer.

Why chase words

with idle logic-

find your fool

then pick their pockets.

Redress every wrong and doubt-

 this stream that crushed the singing trout.

Another silly circumstance you’ve made,

a regal queen becomes a maid.

Now strangle on her silver braid;

and never feel remorse 

  nor shame

for withered limbs that have no name.

To ascertain,

the meaning clear,

through salty stinging

  angry tears;

this smoke dispersed 

  by light of day-

Decryption is my stock in trade.