Dance, Dance, While the Hive
Collapses / Tiffany Higgins
Oh my, Oh my, I lose myself
I study atlases and cirrus paths
in search of traces of it, of you
of that thing, of that song
I keep pressing my ear to the
of air to hear...
I hear it and it disappears
It was all I wanted to do in this life
to sense that phantom tap
on my nerves, to allow myself
to be hit by it, attacked, aroused
until,as if someone else, I arise
I dance my part in paradise.....
- L HERON