Clutter
Clutter
Involves my mind into such a stage of blahhhhh
I hate the clutter of thoughts
Feelings
Unknown
Unwanted clutter in my head, then my heart screams “NO!”
And the days are like, “Where did everybody go?”
I shook, and I shake
I was hips, and waist, to the rhythm in front of all of them
And a turn, and a sway
Snake
Eyes
Fake
Cries and sweat were the sigh of the dance
A quiet, uncontrolled movement to the rhythm in my head
On the tune
And alone I danced away the pain to the gain and loss of myself
And alone I pranced to the music like I was somebody to love; somebody else
So there in the time. So away in my mind.
They were there to clap and stare
They saw me off, and through the moment that was mine.
But I was alone in the clutter when the music stopped
-Jess
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