Dance
Round in circles
I see her smile
Wide-eyed in wonder

The piano chiming away
As she glides across the floor

Skin so pale
Brown hair in a bun
Her cheeks rosy
And her teeth white

So graceful
Like the snowfall
Just out the window

But something is askew
Am I the only one who sees?
Do I only notice?
She is bleeding

A horrid ****
On her lower back
It begins to gush
Staining the dress
“Look!”
“Look!”
I shout
They all fix their eyes on her
She falls to the floor still smiling

Her last dance
She’d gotten it
Now she can die
Smiling