Slow Dance of the Joker

Seething embers,

diving into jaws

of mistreated lovers,

ruled by the dynasty

of golden standard policy,

backed by the hand

of the joker;

trusting face

with smirking eyes.

Distanced time,

paved clear skies

to a withering

deception.

A refugee,

from the slow

mountaintop dance

of the joker.

And now,

the mountains

of burden,

beautifully crumbling

b e n e a t h the quake.

Weightlessness,

glorified nonresistance,

has led to a faster

revolution.