Sunday, August 22, 2010

Cover

Water bubbles in the air and dim lights.
There's me and someone else.
Time flies for it is prudent.
Stagnant would be two if I had my way.
There is music and it grows louder slowly.
Because it knows I am Scared.
I decide to dance and the lights get dimmer
until I know it's alright to kick off my shoes.
I begin to twirl. Barefoot.

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