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Waverly
Poems
Jan 2012
Yukimi.
Laugh all you want,
but when I was a kid
I didn't watch
Thriller after dark.
But I danced.
I danced my *** off in that lit living
room
with Joci.
All night long,
popping
and moonwalking.
Now that I'm old(er)
I know how to build spaceships
and I can put
the popcorn
in the microwave
myself.
I can take the popcorn out of the microwave
and watch Thriller all night long.
But
then
my little woodpecker
came.
When I was
Cynical
with power
now and then,
I became
Raw
and uncarved
again.
We dance over the graves all night long.
Our tombstones are smooth
and we make light
together
with our feet.
Little woodpecker
what are you beginning to etch
in me now?
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