Dancing through the living room
Is a proud and graceful thing to do:
Playing with balance as limbs shift
fluidly in motion, muscles rippling,
Coaxed by some music or something inside
that casts an arm, extends a leg, haunches a hip.
Shapes the edge...Alters the reality...
Now this is where I think it'd really be cool
to see myself in an x-ray mirror as
Mr Skeleton Man--
Moving like a loose-limbed marionette
To some
faded velvet honkey-tonk tune--
Those clank-clank-clanking ashen-white bones.
But we're not there yet.
It's still muscles and ligaments for us.
Fuckin' ligaments!
Under the thinning skin.
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