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-who can not dance?

(in search of before)

By Todd ThurmanPublished 3 years ago 1 min read

Dance Flu, Flutter Dreams

songs to give you excuse

to do what you do, when it feels like it seems

to break, with sobriety, your truce

to feel your shoulders, a mystery's hands

to feel your waist, a surge of power

to let go of restraint, and half of your plans

to dream of release for one hour

But one turns to two, turns to 28 months

and who can restore you your youth?

you swung with so little, like baby girl bunts

but you smashed through the gates which hold truth

and now you are older, your womb bears its scars

your mind and your heart wear them likewise

you no longer dream of long trips in safe cars

and you've come to despise your own thighs

and she who hates what she'd done her own soul

is she who will hate other's laughter

so stop if you can, all this dance, all this toll

and remember what when child you were after

for innocence comes and frenzy gets blocked

and sometimes heaven relents

and restores what you've lost, puts more time on your clock

if you turn and remend boundary's fence

sad poetry

About the Creator

Todd Thurman

Thinker of stray thoughts, lover of Kindness, hopefully God's child.

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