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Flamenco

by V. Blake

A
pirouette
and a spark
like a ballet
of sulphur
on a matchstick
and the bones
of the dancers
are cracking
and the whips
of the wind are
attacking
but nobody
slows at all
down.

12/30/2009

Posted on 12/30/2009
Copyright © 2026 V. Blake

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Michael Defries on 01/18/10 at 07:36 AM

Nice! It's like a double or triple read depending on if you can read between the lines. I like...

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