<BThe Dancing Machine</b
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His motions secure and steady<BR
His mind a constant tumult of questions without answers<BR
Nightmares and dreams<BR
But they are too vague to be considered real<BR
Because he has a purpose. <BR
Paying no attention to what is beyond himself<BR
And the hideous world around him<BR
That swarms in nightlife and parties and <BR
Florescent lights<BR
He is home. <BR
Changing one step<BR
Then the other<BR
Moving carefully but quickly<BR
Dancing in the night. <BR
In front of the giant pale-faced moon<BR
That seeps across the lines that outline<BR
The face<BR
The machinery that he embodies. <BR
His brain is a clockwork maze<BR
Masked behind clear eyes and slicked back hair<BR
Dancing<BR
He oozes into one body<BR
Then another<BR
Never missing a step<BR
Dancing<BR
A beautiful machine<BR
Dancing to the moon.