Saturday, August 2, 2014

One Big Sweaty Dance

Maybe this is all one big dance.
Maybe the deaths, the acidity in the sea, the holes in the earth,
the cracks in the heart, the generational trauma,
maybe it is all one big fat sweaty dance.

Maybe the music is thumping, beating so loud and hard,
Maybe we are all dancing so fast and furious,
our feet red from hitting the floor with passion
our voices rising with ecstatic fury as the music goes up and up

and maybe I am so tired to hold onto my own sense of separateness
that I put my sweaty arm on your sweaty shoulder
and just maybe you do the same
because you don't care about my sweat anymore

maybe we all start jumping together
arm in arm
in a big room, in a big circle
in big rhythm, thum thum thum thum
feet all beating together
that a smile cracks my heart

Maybe these times
are all one big sweaty dance.

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