Ron Ryan Poet I do not know?

Mildred's Last Dance

she’s looking behind her; she’s looking ahead 
shes running around with crazy thoughts in her head 
her violets are green; her roses are dead 
she’s running from voices and the things that they said 
they say hello; she screams goodbye 
she’s screaming at children and she doesn’t know why 
she hears them laughing  so she starts to cry 
she scares them away with that fiery look in her eye
she’s packing her bags for places she’ll never go 
she’s seeing faces that she’ll never know 
tonight her perfume annoys the living room air 
Mildred turns on some music and lets down her hair 
she starts dancing with a man who isn’t even there 
she starts screaming about her life and how it isn’t fair 
tonight is the night she’ll end this torrid affair 
with the handsome man who isn’t even there 
she lights a candle disguised as desire 
he steals the candle from her and sets her on fire 
Mildred chases him around in circles and calls him a liar
                        
and she calls out his name as the flames grow higher and higher

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