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Dance, metafiction, metapoetic, poem, poetry, tangent, tango, writing
TANGO
and so
off we go
at a tangent
do
a tango
dance
with all our dead characters,
unsung heroes
those the pen
drew a
line through
rejected, discarded
left
unsung
but here we are
by that very
wayside
dancing until their bodies
(quite unlike the
Frankenstein creature)
come
back to life
as we find one
simple good, bad, ugly,
fair
or foul
redemptive feature
that never
dawned on us before
and so
back in full force
let them
find their feet
begin
to speak
their newfound words
at once so subtle, potent,
and intriguing
so do
knock us
backwards
lift us
off the ground