people give. people give plenty. people take. people take plenty. our two eyes see two things. yet there are three. lying eyes. our eyes lie. eyes are to blame. eyes are at fault. 

she whispers soft words to herself

she stares into the unknown twice a day

she has tiny bumps on her hands

she wipes her tears as her feet move

her feet move to the sound of the music

the waves and the wind sing

it is getting deeper

the music gets deeper as she dances

her feet get faster as she whispers

the unknown takes her away

she scratches her hands

her feet are dancing on the pouring blood