Ocean Behind

Goodbye last chance to dance
Again

Saved us

If only for a time
Some heartache
Where, were there a promise
Who’d have forgiven us?

Not us

Again
I wish we’d have danced

Original Thought Credit: “Different Worlds,” Jes Hudak

Tall Order

Juicy
Miracle from God
I met my match in you
Which of us has the quieter lips
The longest green stare?

Mechanical
Bastard, but not exactly
Father-figure to everyone, you
So help me now
Let’s dance, like you said, damn it

Shane Instead

Four rhythmic beats
Two words in West Indies timbre
And I was taken aback

Back, when I was something then
Again

Then again, back when I thought to dance
Those steps
Found me, easily

Those songs, those singers
Left me, heartily
Dancing alone, unknown
To me

No Photos

The morning I think of giving up
Shades of moss green and orchid peaceably pull me back
As an elder, in Auto-Tune
Promising a child that dancing days lie ahead
An altogether different morning, now
That deserves
I deserve
A wholly-new and holy mind

wife of his youth

Do you remember, before you were born, child, how I was sad a lot, for I, back then, was always the other?

While he, in utmost civil tongue, talked and laughed hard with others and shouted and murdered and silenced the me

I talked to you, “It is okay.” and God would keep us and we three would always, always, always have eachother

God danced with us and I with you when no one else would dance with me…there was always and always another