WordDance

Oh now come on

Just one little step

That’s right stand up

Here take my hand

There you are here

We go now we’re

Dancing just you and

Me surrounded by others

They’re not looking at

You but I am

As you read these

Words and spin and

Dip and so gleefully

Abandonedly so happily laugh

Imagine

This poem

Is like

My fingertips

In words

Dancing across

Your ribcage

As you

Are sleeping

My minds

Whispering pleasure

Of things

I imagine

To be

One thing

Despite their

Being another

There

I have no regrets

Because there are no

Mistakes everything has its

Purpose whether good or

Bad everything only ever

Does one simple thing

Getting you from here

To there and absolutely

Everywhere else in between

Have

You can have anything

You want from life

You can’t have everything

You want from life

Stop wasting your time

Chasing your every things

And capture those any

Things because the any

Things eventually will add

Up to your everything

Turnabout

Sometimes it’s just best

To step back or

Even step away completely

Turning your back on

Everything the funny thing

About turning around is

That when always looking

Forward hoping for better

Things in the bleak

Once around you’ll see

A whole new world

Behind you that now

Becomes your marvelous future