Shall We Dance?

Why is it that a tie
Broken is such a crisis
That a man
Will break all in his hands
To catch the frayed end
As it snaps apart
From its twin
And exert far more effort
In bringing back that fractured piece
Than he would ever
Consider putting forth
In simply connecting a new tie?
Is it such that there is
No room for replacement,
Only maintenance--as frivolous
A gesture as that stands--
Of the old, worn out pieces
That care for their handyman
Only as much
As a minnow cares for the bass?
What turns we take
In playing the role.
What a role it is.

Shall we dance the waltz
Of which our lives run?
The dream closing, the music
Of our sighs will be
Plenty enough to keep
Tempo streaming for
"A forseeable time,"
So relax, and sway
To the beat with me
Because the rythm
Shant die out any time soon.

Worry not, love, I state
No fault or failure of you
Exceeding my own pile
And the rotting, stinking mess--
So vulgar, repulsive,
And yet constant--
Has no voice to betray this;
The secret is safe,
Though there is
No whisper, tale, or fact unknown
That may lay hidden
Beneath the garbage.
Just pull me in by the hip
A little tighter.
I'll dig my claws into your shoulder.
Off we go for another round
By another name,
But the same sound,
That will continually repeat
That same sold beat
We set in our breasts,
In pulse and breaths,
And prove that in time,
Without word or rhyme,
All bleeding stops eventually.

The resounding words
Of my singsong sage
Replay themselves
Like the cries of a crow
Who, though alone by nature,
Needs to prove to the world,
Time and again,
That he stands watch--
All knowing and all seeing.
He screams to the world
He is one, perhaps to prove
To himself that he doesn't
Need anyone, though he must
Scarcely believe it or
This thought might stay
Without caw of proof.

Prudent words spoke--
To we wee simple folk--
Tell us to move
In a vain hope to soothe
The self-imposed stabs--
That seem to not scab--
Which wrongly they
Do also so pay
A tribute of self
To doubt's commonwealth,
"All bleeding stops eventually.
One way or another,
All bleeding stops eventually."