Dance Unintentional Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Dance Unintentional

Dance unintentional
Though random
Discovery random
Unplanned
I have passed the baton
Now
Therefore I go confounded
Not
I go
I go
I go and return not soon
I go
Where be the morning if I saw not Dawn
And the smell of Venus salty emerging from a
Seashell?

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