The Dead Ballet
Jonathan Seet
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No one taught her how to
Swim across the lake
She shored up wet, cold and naked
Dead weeds across her face
And decomposed
Her eyes were swollen closed
When her eyes had opened
She swallowed all the world
Everything that was in her
Escaped in taffeta curls
Sleepwalking in the day
Composing a dead ballet
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Stealing the moonbeams, the starling of the night
Floats like a fairy, twirling with delight
Anathema on evil
But watching the good girls be bad
She leaves the old man hanging
Like silent Sheherazade
She drinks champagne
In the desert rain
Stealing the moonbeams, the starling of the night
Moves like a fairy, twirling with delight
Conquered the starlight by launching satellites
Choreographing the dead ballet at dizzy heights