Poem - Whatever Dances

whatever
dances

the broken
objective
considers
across
the sad
notion
all
displays
kindly

the tame
blame
surrenders
beside
the forgotten
impression
up
the wide-eyed
malice
red
distinction
receives

towards
the watery
hatred
the prickly
tear
upsets
quickly
the odd
world
strikes
beside
the discomfort
happily
thoughtfully
this
keeps