Jr High Dance Fears(a poem)
Hi Campfire. I think the spoken version is pretty darn cool. A big step in the right direction. You should check it out. There are drums.
It’s bashful armageddon.
Arms bash sides
An Anesthetized
Hummingbird,
Stuck
In the muck
Looking up
At perfect peddles.
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The tongue trips
Tangled tightly
Twisted
Around stumps
And sticks
And twigs.
Where tall trees,
Just at lunch
Today,
Towered triumphantly.
Where I was twisting tall tails
Of terrific
Windswept
Wonders
Wildly
To the wanting
And the willing.
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But now,
Nothing.
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It took 3 slow songs
To summon the strength.
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It took 10 seconds
To lumber across
The cafetorium floor
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Sinead already sang
“Seven hours
And 15 days”
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If these words don’t thud out soon.
She will siren the high note
Before I can win
My daydreamed time
Tonight
To talk trash
About teachers
Tests
And that time
Tommy
Tripped
Tumbled
Terrifically
Trying to
Teach
The sub
To Tango terribly
To twist And Shout
When she let us watch
Ferris Bueller’s Day Off
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Triangle pizza,
Warm soda,
And brown bag paper towels
Are already
At a table
In the corner.
The plan
Has been set
For weeks.
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Before the words
Screech through clenched teeth
Like Mrs Diablo’s talons
Down the chalkboard
When the class won’t quiet,
Her friend’s hand
Yanks
Her
Away.
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“Oh my god!
Did you hear
What blah blah
Said to who cares”
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“Come find me in a few.”
She smiles
And is swept to where
The folding chairs
Are stored beneath the stage.
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Lip corners creep
Because you almost asked.
They slide higher
Because
It seemed she wanted you to.
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That first dance
Is gonna happen,
Tonight.
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Maybe a kiss.
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Maybe Color Me Bad
Will sing the next slow song