A smile slithered across my lips
As death danced upon the crimson tide
Dance, not crawled, he cares for none
No coin shall barter sweet mercy’s sake
An olden song no voices make
A wordless whisper escapes my lips
Crystalline spheres in spiral whirls
As waves beat a sodden tattoo
Solitary lives in life but jest
A silent ballet in murky depths
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