The dancer slows her frantic pace
In pain and desperation
Her aching limbs and downcast face
Aglow with perspiration
Stiff as wire, her lungs on fire
With just the briefest pause
The flooding through her memory
The echoes of old applause
She limps across the floor
And closes her bedroom door...
The writer stare with glassy eyes
years
would
white
where
watch
through
thirty
things
floor
sadder
echoes
blind
downcast
defies
bedroom
tolls
never
dancer
tears
empty
still
across
beard
dulled
applause
desperation
limbs
aglow
lined
glassy
about
aching
writer
closes
world
dream
stares
kitchen
flooding
briefest
frantic
stiff
their
known
indecision
fantasies
passion
limps
precision
stare
lungs
memory
pause
could
slows
perspiration
words
sickness
streaked
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