Thursday, February 19, 2009

midnight


A midnight dance
my two left feet
on the patio
alone
yet
not so very

the falling leaves
are the song
and the breeze
fills

let's discover
if one can extinguish and dance

1 comment:

  1. "The dancer slows her frantic pace
    In pain and desperation,
    Her aching limbs and downcast face
    Aglow with perspiration

    Stiff as wire, her lungs on fire,
    With just the briefest pause
    The flooding through her memory,
    The echoes of old applause.

    She limps across the floor
    And closes her bedroom door..."

    ~Rush

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