I believe I will dance
perhaps later
perhaps now

dance away from this
unsatisfying pasta
into the night
while deflowering my
blackberry wine

off into the grass
now cool with the evening
under the moon, longing
to shine for me when I know
just how hard it is, sometimes
to shine

I once knew how to plie`
first position, second position
a young woman
who had not yet met herself
clothed in a wardrobe of yesterdays

See the stars burn out
Falling swiftly to the ground
Gone without a trace
A Senryu
© an hour ago, Eugenia

The phone rings late in the afternoon
She says she wants to see me tonight
I take another drink and contemplate the dance

Later, the cats look at us disapprovingly
I let them out to search for better company in the alley
“Leave the bastards and come back to bed.”, her complaint

I can’t take my mind off them,
seeking what they may in their wanderings
Prowling carelessly about in the dark
in the freedom of the blithe shadows

OMG all know
'tis a mark of exclamation
what!
Now listen to me...

I was dressed as a girl for five years
sent to a convent clothed so little exposed
fairer than fair skin may be a girl with in

till

One day my lovely kid teacher maybe then seventeen
took me to the petrichor field
it just rained a drop or two
she sat open wide couldn't hide
I jumped and then realized the difference