Free verse № 69965
Dancing on Glass
Red droplets soaked into the floor
Of a factory swept clean
Angry words of a lost tongue
Written to be read by a dancer's eyes
Circles and more if you can connect the dots
Memories hidden in a scarlet hue
The best secrets are hidden in plain view
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I don't like that [the droplets] soaked into the floor; either I think of a cement floor in a factory, or via the title, a glass floor.
excise the banal phraseology: "connect the dots," "secrets... hidden in plain view." overall, though, with potential.
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