Carry On Dancing.

For those of you who are fans of Slam Poetry, below is the poem I read at my first Slam Poetry event at a coffee house in Providence, RI, on November 11'th, 2008. While it has been awhile since my schedule has allowed me to return to the mic, I am hoping that it will be soon that I can again enjoy the zen like experience of sipping coffee, listening to other poets, and feeling very much like a beatnik. Enjoy ~ DBCII

Carry on Dancing.

I am a dancer

I twirl around this way and that

I am a dancer

A ruthless dancer

Relentless in my endeavors

Restless in my desire.

I am a dancer

A cosmic dancer

Whirling about here and there,

My spirit yearning,

My passions burning

I never stop.

I am a dancer

An exhausted dancer

Fragile emotions

Deep, intense emotions

Striving for the ideal,

An impossible perfection.

Below a series of gears

Want to stop, can't stop

The screams below,

The grinding of bones,

Blood lubricating metal,

Won't let me stop.

I am a dancer

A questioning dancer

Who knows my dance?

Who will join my dance?

Who can slow down my dance?

Where is my partner?