we are standing on a dark stage
beneath contours of chandeliers.
the piano's keys won't give way
to my tumbling, restless fears.
before, we broke the windows
and took out all the doors,
now I can barely lift my fingers
to intertwine with yours.
*and Jasper, I'll take this last dance,
beneath a shiny disco ball,
just promise that you'll catch me
if my shadow decides to fall.