Margot Smith

Biological Waltz

Inhale, absorb.
Exhale, expunge.
Inhale, capture.
Exhale, liberate.
Inhale, smother.
Exhale, purge.
The tempo quickens.
My blood thickens.
A biological waltz
but I'm losing my footing.
You've got your arm around my waist
but I'm not holding your hand.
And I think to myself,
'How could I be so naive as to even attempt? '
And then this false god partner
leaves me for another dance.

Poem Submitted: Monday, June 28, 2010

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  • Abigail Brown (7/10/2010 10:54:00 PM)

    Nice rhythm... What exactly are you try to convey here? A human need for a partner?

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