Poem : Dance With Me


shut your mouth
be quiet
who knows what is real now
i didn’t trust you anyway
you didn’t trust me
we didn’t even know each other
but who cares
there are billions more of you
who cares about you
or me, who cares
you show up at my door with a gun
you better get me first
otherwise, if you need sugar
i have superfine
great for baking lemon polenta cakes
and brown, great for black coffee
let’s dance some time
sounds of the Caribbean get me going
but anything will do, well
only if you’ll dance with me

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