At arms length you stayed
Back and forth we swayed
Save room for Jesus
There’s room, but just us
Our rhythm was in sync
After years of sinking
Now sinking, drinking
Now without thinking
Rhythm under water
Trust begins to totter
Dread drunken drench trench
Sad scene, sloshed soaked stench
Precipice obscene
Yawning chasm unseen
Dance off the deep end
Crutches you depend
Pulling you under
Dark thoughts bring wonder
By curious chance,
With whom do you dance?
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