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last night I went dancing
and with me were walking
a thousand gestures of ecstasy
(with bad reputations)
refugees of healthwarfare
cigarette flicks in the dusk
alcohol stained pearls of sweat
tearing my eyes open
like a bottle of wine

last night I went dancing
and with me was jumping
tossing and twitching
burning illusions at
onehundredandtwenty
beats per minute
breath per second
break, bass,... drop
no mortal can stop this
shaking and twisting
cause Allah moves us
and Shiva grooves us
Buddhas sees the truth
on the Jesus News and
now so many are sleeping
snoring, yawning away
in religious agendas
built to last on
dry streaks of lust
drilling meditation caves
into an indestructable dancefloor
of desiring delight

last night I went dancing
and what I wanted was
sponsored by the drums, ...this
calling back into remembrance
my sneakers footprints shapes
contained within a nebula

last night I went dancing
and what I wanted was
not wanting anything else
more truly, more dearly
than our journey through this vast expanse daily
sustained by a structure of soundwaves
maintained by celebrations of neverending noons
unstained by my toxicism bodywise and mind as well
I start from the gutter and jump off the skies
pretending I never pretended to be
in the first place at all

last night I went dancing
and with me were walking
a thousand poor souls lost in God's nightclub
a multitude of unconscious clowns
were crowding around the fallacy
of the the Dj with his Phallus
eyes stretched around the globe
pupils popping out of sockets
into visions of cock and cunt
date with destiny on a darkroom bench
we hear and they just listen
we see and they just watch
as we make the final touchdown
between the legs of Virgin Mary
where immaculate fictions
never fail to resurrect our broken
bones from everday language
we just linger an infinity more
head and heart pressed closely
to the womb of now
fully clothed though naked
each and every dancer
a prayer for the sun

last night I went dancing
and I was wondering
why they still swallow pills like peanuts
losing contact "Planet Earth!"
emergencies of toilet seat amnesia
you know the door is there to pass
we know the light once we went through
all bottles are to open undelayed
synchronized to our heartbeats
set into time like riddles
of the humurous Architect
why not return the favor
and just dance until the curtain,.... drops
seeing illusions tumble into present seas of light
accumulated truth of
a myriad matches
           
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