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Astaticism on a Dance Floor

Her body contorts
skin ablaze with neon,
onyx eyed, pressed against
his silhouette.
Black crossed threads
And flashing hands form
the gravity her legs adhere to.

Her back imitates a bridge-
Concrete joints buckling
Suspension sinews snapping
under tension as it implodes.
The darkened room hides her
crimson and purple painted body.
Her stains quickly covered
by new stilettos and sweat.

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