Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Stop us
Dancing to
Yesterday’s song
When
It is already
Midnight
24 hours from now
Never happened
Now is today
Where
Either going
In circles or
Not
Going
At all
This is where
We are
Frozen in history—
Stoic statues
Circling stopping not dancing
Together
She is dancing yesterday
She was dancing tomorrow
Calendars hanging
Behind bathroom mirrors—
Medicine cabinet
Waiting
Behind bathroom mirrors
This is where we are
No compass
No map
No wrist watch
Yesterday today tomorrow diluted
Alka-seltzer stirred and swallowed
This is where we are
I know
Exactly
Where we are because she
Knows
Why are we here?
Because this is where
We are
I am going and you
Are following
I went here and you
Followed
We spun
In circles until
Tomorrow I
Needed
To
Stop
And circling was
Yesterday’s game
Dancing is today

We are in
Tomorrow’s medicine cabinet
Spinning lids on
Pill bottles
Until we are one
Frozen in now’s
Universe
Digging
Into yesterday
Searching
For rhythm
We once danced to
Rhythmic chaos—
Stop us
Dancing when
We should be
Circling—
At least we’re moving
Yesterday’s cadence
Has us out of step with
Today
Our feet firmly rooted
In nothing—
Today
Stop dancing
with me (Astyn)
how can I dance
with someone when we
cannot move?
Here we are
Statues standing
Today
Not dancing
In a
chaotically calculated
universe
we cannot answer why
yet
cannot answer why
ever
follow formulas
forever
find out
everything
not find out
anything
follow maps of
universes
they lead
nowhere
they lead
everywhere
moving in
chaotically calculated
circles
defying
3.14159265358979323846
Wandering
She—
Speaking
I—
Hearing
Do not follow
Hearing her
Wheels churning
And
Seeing her back and
Legs revolving
Around
A center
Her feet—
Satellites drifting
Not a path but
A part of one
Searching for
A star
To circle
Seeing
Her nowhere
Because it is hers—
Not mine
Wandering
Still
Wondering why
Being there
Has her torn small
Pieces of her
Converging
Exploding
Imploding
Creating
Chaos
Creating
Perfection
Creating
Blue print
Creating
Statues
Wondering why
I
Am here
Are maps leading us
Everywhere
Nowhere
Here
Never
To find
A strong surface
To dance
upon

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