Weeds grow where they want to; not where they're told to...
Other Partners
I dance for you when
no one is around to
make me feel bad - people
who think dancing
is for music, good news
or exercise and not because
I know you like it
when my balls swing
against my jeans; I dance
because my body needs
to shake off the shadows,
shadows that have followed
me since I learned to lie, or at
least learned to hide the truth
by changing the subject.
Which reminds me, your
cooking is better these days,
a full stomach anchors me, keeps
me from straying beyond the lawn.
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