I’m the Man Waltzing with His Death

This racket could make a zigzag flip flop yup!

I am dancing to the final notes of everywhere

I am yelping eyes open all over the place

I’m skipping toward the outstretched night

I’m gripping the cold hands of night

I abandon my laziness to root in icy shadows

Where a stranger will mistake it for a beating

Heart a world full of hope O I stuff the fullness 

Of life down my pants ya'll I cover my loins with

The fullness of life the sweeping strokes of life

Set me atremble yes yes yes I’m the sinless man

Who can’t abide disorders of the sky hi fly why die

O I’m full of myself tonight ain’t I full of something

I’m too full for death’s crumpled frozen noise