Dance

Dancing on Deaths swollen grave,
Laughing inexplicably,
Discarded remorse laden in lapsed transgressions.
Dancing for the wieght lifted now shaken shards,
Able to pass on unto the life, constricted of blissful hate,
Casting the dirt within the iron coffin that holds my transparent enemy.
Dancing in sparked light lasting for a mere moment,
a quick generation of peace,
before I am laid in lasitude and wait for another to dance in my place.