The music stops

in the background I can hear the tune
a melody that makes my mind wander
it's too bad but I find that all too soon
my knees and feet begin to flounder

the beat has faded and I struggle
trying to dance when the music stops
the words were plain so close I snuggle
then suddenly spinning like tiny tops

did I forget to insert another dollar
was the plug accidently pulled loose
it's like someone grabbed my by the collar
crawl back into my hole like a recluse

I try to remember the magic words
the ones that made the music play
musical notes from singing birds
but just like that they fly away

a constant mystery how it comes and goes
maybe it's my imagination sprinkling mystic drops
but why do I seem to stand on the tips of my toes
like a ballerina after the music stops

Gomer LePoet...