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Tribal Dance
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Completed Poems He stands, watching the group as a silent observer
Their methodic movements in sync with their predictable tune
The smoky atmosphere adds to the creepy scene
And they dance like zombified mortals
Reason and human intuition gone
Replaced by animalistic passion for the absurd
Empty, he stands, watching them continue their
Dance of nothing
To the melody gone, dispersed
Burnt away in a fit of bestial rage
Empty of logical meaning
This is really good. I like poetic scenes.