my dance card is empty
i always thought that when
the revolution came
i would be among
the ones
dancing
i thought i would be fearless
arms wide open spinning
and spinning jumping
screaming just like
the last time
and the time before that
and that other time- especially
that time i thought i actually knew
something- actually understood
something
knew that it wasn’t just me and
that we’d all been fed lies and
that there were cannibals among us
i once believed i could see them and that
perhaps- i could love them
before they killed us all- you know like
love them out of their hate
now wouldn’t that have been
a great reason to dance?
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