Vaslav Nijinsky

you have smothered me. strangled me. your soul is tangled within mine.

they mingle like awkward party guests. they dance together.

they dream little dreams together. and now, they feel as one. 

our souls have transformed into a glistening single soul. 

i am now you just as you are me. 

we glide as our synchronicity conquers all. 

evil becomes so transparent as we drift past,

and soon it will wholly disappear.

our single soul will continue on for eternity, in ecstasy.

bright and ablaze, our single soul has saved me. 

one, two, three, ballerina

dancing through my veins are trembling ballerinas

who jump from foot to toe searching for a new

blood blood that is fresh and kind innocent and

green but green blood is hard to find especially in

my veins for in my veins black blood is the

commonplace the overarching theme of the

anatomy in which they play frolic and roam the

trembling ballerinas dance through my veins

dance dance dance from foot to toe toe to tip

dance dance dance dance dance dance