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The Dance
In the oh-Christ odour of battle,
The stunned silence of snipered streets,
They will still be doing their thing -
Plying their dark entertainment
Of tango from another world:
Two oiled figures, out of age,
Swaying to the squeezebox rhythm,
Legs hypnotically intertwined,
With an unspoken whiff of sex,
Which ramps up the indecency.
Only a matter of time now.
Below, a...
Saturday 23rd December 2023 8:26 am
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