The Grass-Dancers

By Eli

The grass-dancers only know each other
Their music is translated through the soles of their feet
And the tips of their fingers
And everyone else is old news
The only thing left undiscovered
Is how hair can bounce and legs can
Turn and
Eyes and cheeks and mouths and whole faces
Can smile.
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Eli

VT

17 years old

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    I stumbled into being, a three legged beast
    My hands outstretched like tentacles to
    Comfort, correct, caress
    I fell with a reverberating thump into the dust
    Ringing through by ribs 
    Small men with ropes greatening my burden

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    To Go, To Go, To Go

    I went to sleep with a tooth in my mouth,
    And woke up with it out
    The world was warm and fuzzy,
    And my family sat around
    They said it was almost time
    To go, to go, to go,
    And I sat up from the day
    To start the night above

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