Life as Waltz

In my waltz
You are bass
You keep time
While I race
Tripping through
Life in notes
One, two, three
One, two, three

I never
Fall from grace
You hold me
In my place
Dancing like
Anna’s ghost
One, two, three
One, two, three

Without your
Steady face
Time sliding
Into space
I need you
Ever close
One, two, three
One, two, three

***

I have this recurring nightmare
where the atmosphere burns away in a line like a piece of paper.

The fire bleeds into the clouds and they fill up like blisters.
Toxic puss and acid rain down on my black hair.

The heat wraps around my neck like noose,
My lungs retract, my heart screams

Silver fireworks explode
in the blackness,
my eyelids

closed.

**

End waltz.