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Chaos Dance
by Amy Zoellers 

The firmament

too thick with the spirits of the dead

tore in the pull of wayward asteroids

bringing a change in the weather.

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Souls merged by millions

denser, denser

fusing explosive,

whistling to the ground as fireballs.

Fire falls,

gashing the earth on contact.

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This is the chaos part of the dance.

Dance chaotic, go!

And the world does so.

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But I in my cabin,

having long danced my chaos

so boldly in secret,

continue in lyric and stillness,

locked in the fugue of my

tranquil dance, glorying

as the world splits, burning.

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Fiction © Copyright Amy Zoellers
Image courtesy of Rie Sheridan Rose.

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