what take, a guess
your eyes signal something
I am sure I misunderstand (something)
deeply withheld, or lightly held
a joke, a prank maybe
crackling pinwheels, air
confined to the corridors of use
dissatisfaction is endemic
and so they rebel
somewhere in the body
of this dancing dervish this
sometimes lived life
a quiet fever, the curfew
nets a dozen of the little buggers
eyeteeth of our culture
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