The Transits of Random

She is a trickstress

camouflaged as…..

RANDOM!

I dance NOT

with every boisterous coincidence

intent on interrupting

my seemingly random Waltz!

Adventitious ardor….

Cast not your appealing wink

as I transit your ballroom!

It is, true….

I will shock you with

my deepest. darkest secret…..

…..I

…..know not

…..how……

…..to Waltz!

NO MATTER!

I AM ON THE DANCE FLOOR!

And somewhere amidst

this seemingly random

troupe of dancers

…..she must be there

my seemingly random…..

Coryphee

Will I summon the courage

to ask…..

May I have this dance?

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3 thoughts on “The Transits of Random

  1. gimpet says:

    To dance is to set free the soul…..so dance, my friend, dance naked with firelight on your gleaming scales and may you feel life’s tempo in your bones….

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