DANCE OF SHAME

This dance of shame
on the cavities of them
screeching guilt into our innocence.

To fly wings to that land of plenty,
from tenths of hundreds of cents
for these sinful saints.

We shall dance till our legs wobble;
like onward soldiers of old;
Sowing murmuring coins
into their living room of fleets and planes.

But, we shall, on the path of soon thrill
their collars with dancing knives
and humble guns,
to free our innocence from forceful guilt.

BankHALL (2016)

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