June 19, 2011

Dance hall
the stars were widespread
dappled dark horse
sky. texas night.
black heart
trucks parked
outside the dance hall
below the whore house.
no one died here though
i can feel it
the lack of ghosts.

something is missing.
it's saturday night
and the kids are all dancing
like ponies
in circles
around and around the ring.

and i stand
judge and observer
audience member
against a post
my failing back out.
a slow and quiet grieving.

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