This is in the 2008 T'vanian.
I watch the fluorescent light shine on their faces
sweat softly gleaming at the temples and their
limbs tossed into the air only to be jerked back
with the next beat of music, hanging like toys
and I watch hypnotized preparing to bat my paw
at their sensual dancing figures, so fueled
by youth and freedom and alcohol
that I cannot help but join their throng
the music beating into my ear and swimming through me
killing my voice and thought and heart
and I wonder who needs beer when you have this
your best friend’s eyeliner and your smile in her eyes
and that photo of the keyboardist on your friend’s camera
and the breath of release when you see your nail polish
reaching up towards the sky
When I sit down all I can see is shoes and grass
the careless beating of thin green blades reflecting
that same fluorescent light, and I wonder for a moment
how anyone could imagine progress
About Me
- Zoe Harrison
- "We're just dancing, we're just hugging / singing, screaming, kissing, tugging / on the sleeve of how it used to be."
2 comments:
Hi hi hi hi hi! I left you a comment on your first post, so, er, now I'm commenting on this one...have you seen the journal yet? I'm lame and haven't.
No, actually, I haven't, but I did get to see the electronic version that Emily had. That doesn't mean much, but, hey! My name is in print. =P
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