Dancing Across Kansas by HappyDance
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At 6 a.m. I awoke
half an hour
before the alarm,
tired to the bone,
half a night
spent dreaming alone.
Your voice
spinning a lullaby
across the nine hundred miles.
I noticed your
moments of silence,
filling the void alone,
never realizing you
were washing your car.
Sometimes I wonder
are you just listening
for the music
my voice rises and falls to?
It's easy to sleep to,
I say,
so many words
running out of my spigot
all over your floor.
At 6 a.m. I awoke
before the alarm.
I thought of mopping
my words from your mind
before you awoke;
considered it-
as you lay
peacefully in your bed
all these
nine hundred miles away-
half your night spent
as you stay dreaming.
These words alone are nothing;
dried to the bone,
I blow them away,
my lips forming a perfect "O".
We are so close now,
you don't need words
to see inside my head
or a lullaby to hear
the music plucking strings
in my heart.
Driving in the night
we dance across Kansas
and Arkansas
and Louisiana
and Alabama,
our bodies turning
in the moonlight
between one cell tower
and the next.
True,
no day goes by now
that I don't count.
But I wonder how to soothe
a pain in your heart
I can not touch
or kiss away.
This is why words
fall short and dry.
I want only
to hold your hand
as the rain comes,
as the change comes.
In the silence you will hear
my breathing-
heart beating-
and know
what all the world's words
can never, ever say.
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Image excerpt from original artwork of J. Kester, 2007
Comments (1)
BLUESTONE
Nice work!