lights flash / bodies bend / like the minds behind the bathroom stalls / polished tile instead of varnished gym floor / soles (souls) unfit for dancing attempt to replicate that short they stumbled upon last night / dial of pressure cranked to red

i wonder if that barren winter tree shivers in the wind 

wishing on its last leaf for the revitalizing life of spring to come sooner. 

i wonder if that isolated cloud feels the weight of the rain it carries