Begging for some rest from this god-awful dance
exhaustion stealing my breath
cracking bones, burning wounds
never halting madness, Strasbourg’s east and west possessed
Merciless artform guiding to a fate
of bodies crumbling to pain
moving corpses, never-stopping agony in deceit,
shaking to a deaf beat — cavort in st. Vitus' name
Lost in debilitation
feebleness working on a combination
swinging and bop, two-step and hop
caught on a slaving dance of plain suffering
Tossed in exasperation
torture pretending it’s pure celebration
twisting and waltz, boogie and moonwalk
caught on a slaving dance of plain suffering jubilee
Dancing even when my legs can’t hold my body yet the party is on Dancing even when the pain is gone, so long