Tell me
How long has it been
Since we last danced?
It was before your smile became obliged
And your laugh had the scratches on it
Of a beloved record
That was played too many times.
And it was before your caress
Turned to a machine
Stamping labels
As the conveyor belt turns.
And it was when little nothings
Were wholly felt
And not some incantation
Invoking response.
And it was when we held hands
To stay together
Instead of to avoid
Falling apart.
How long has it been?