Old Yeller

Laughter falls above a loud ringing
the dance of fools,
I can trick you with my straight face,
do you hear my cadence
do you hear the click clack

I would die to be with you,
My heart burns to see and feel you
I walk prostrate
to get the job done and see you!

Dance with me fool of life
I burn out my insides
my eyes
my head
everything feels like it is bleeding
sanity