the music that I dance to

That light at the end of the tunnel
turned out to be an artificial
flashlight with no spare batteries
And when it goes out
finding my way back creeping
along the mossy covered walls of
this pathway deep underground
loose footing, happy feet
dancing
rhythm
pictures, paintings, colors that
I look at sideways
from the right and left
getting a new angle
ocean colors that splatter and
smooth, run away from the paintbrush
oh well
what's with this framework anyway?
burst free, get out, bust a move
dance on the green downtown
with your neighbor waiting for the bus
the music will come to you
if it doesn't, hum it to yourself
what do I care
glassy, cloudy days
looking through the foggy webs of my
eyes
speed up. slow down.
one step, two step, cha-cha-cha
hip-shake and a hop.
sideways looks and corner smiles.