Thursday, November 5, 2015

only the beginning

it was at the
staff Christmas party
when i first saw you

tinsel sparkling
in your hair

you were dancing
to that one pretender's song

(not the one with the pocket
but the other one)

you bobbed
and weaved
a dance that ali
would be jealous of

quite forcefully
between the beats
about the fact
that there was
only one kind of

(all the rest were impostors)

i watched
from my corner
of the world

safe behind my
bourbon and coke

and for one second
i could hear someone

"run away."

but i didn't

i stepped forward
into your light was all over for me after that

poem inspired by:   (come on in-- the water's fine)

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