DANCE

okay some of my poetry makes me sound really psychotic. I’m really not.  at the mo’

And yeah, I’m crazy as a toothpaste smoothie
no one can dispute that
but you could never call me boring either
and you will never again meet anyone
who thinks the way I do

If I don’t send you screaming for normalcy
I’ll become your best friend

let’s go chase cars
paint our bodies red and blue
delirious and wild,
unabashedly insane

let’s mix our Spanish with Arabic
and meet everyone
in the entire friggin’ world.

—-

This is a promise that when the cracking of our bones

Becomes a symphony of old age
We will not let that stop us from dancing
This is what love looks like
When you stop talking about love
And you put a microphone to your chest
So your heart can finally speak for itself
-Rudy Francisco

And those who danced were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.
– Unknown 
I danced and danced and danced tonight.  and I was the only American in every single picture taken.  that’s what I like. 
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