Upon Entering Into The Disco Some Call Heaven

Tell me
for the love of this song
what’s this floor
we are dancing on
I thought
when I stepped into the room
it might
be a trap and I’d be falling 
through to
the basement or worse
but it’s solid
and the music makes it more so 

Tell me
for the love of this night
what the clock
is trying to say
I thought
when I took off my watch
it would
stop the night from advancing
but now
I suspect dawn’s found us
and the night
is a lamb waiting to be slain

Tell me
for the love of my love
what mister
she is trying on now
I thought
when I turned my back
she would
by her very nature follow me
but now
she’s dancing with everyone
and everyone
looks happier than me

Tell me
for the love of my name
what man
I am supposed to be now
I thought
when I got here
it all would
clear up the last questions
but now
I am forgetting eveything
and everything
looks like something I’d long ago forgotten

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A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

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