songanddancegirl

"It's about words, and words are all I have…"

free falling

the fortunate fall? now don’t get all biblical about your

trip-up  sister  so you missed a stair  bigfuckingdeal  so

you bounced like a 69 yr old: rubbery-bones  gristle +squirt  

a ton of ancient jew bricks  oldlady rumpled bruised putrifacto

 

gobsmacked   too late  yer in it   animal-flailing inside   oh

the horror  caught  trapped  now gnaw yer leg off old sport!

but no  you the ninja-meditator  gladiator  in mindful ecstasy

you realize that you have exactly three seconds  to reclaim your

dignity    dig it?

 

shitstreaks

mitre cracks

you sit a bit

choose not to cry    (for me  Argentina)

breathe deep the scents

of terror  +humiliate

 

loss of control  of limbs

crepey skin  triple-chin

flaccid bottleneck

rattle+hum    ok i’ll stop

 

 

instead you shove  a jagged bone-fragment  back into its socket

straighten up  un-gimp  a once magnificent renaissance foot  now

bunioned  +freakishly bent  you rise up  fly high above your mouldy

yellow house

 

things get really small  especially your husband  who is portly

+bakedgood   he promised you a second moon   the stars!  ✨

when all you really wanted    was his money

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Spring Exinox in 2 days  …bye bye winter bye bye

..show me the money..

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