the audience will entrance
June 6th, 2008
i remember the thin veins of your fingers
stretched against time
pushing forward the days with hope.
“i could keep these clouds from raining!
i could perform upon the stage of this world!”
your dreams will bury you someday;
who will watch when you shatter your ankle
over an imagined ruined career.
but keep dancing, ballerina, and maybe
i’ll keep you from falling, ballerina.