trust he sd 2 me, th system is nervus & deth interrupts th dansing
by bill bissett
[ poetry - december 03 ]
trust he sd 2 me
in th godesses n gods
who made us howevr
intrpretid all thees flowings
flowrings my bodee thn
shining in th suddn
hedlites turning 2 see
our eyez meeting his
th drivrs n mine he
pulls in stops i get in
n we ar sew off n
th stars n moon
spin n dance
th system is nervus
is th system sew nervus
th central nervus system is
veree sympathetik xcellent
have yu bin looking at th
evning sky its sew veree
beautiful espeshulee
aftr running n swimming
with yu running my
tongue all ovr yu thru
our mouths evreething
we long 4 n dreem uv
liquid dreems thru our
beings merging 4 a whil
with each othr what we
want 2 having or not
we can go sew far astray
without climb in heer
2 bothr th othrwize
singul n separate we
loos our distansing
engayge n honour each
othrs flesh minds souls
being taste th rain n
feel all th heet cum
our endocreen empa
theez bathe in each
othr sighs n murmurs th
glandular swellings all
ovr enveloping feel
our greefs joys needs
deth interrupts th dansing
we wer kayjun dansing yu know thats from
akadian 2 th great sounds uv swamperella
great kayjun band me n dr bill n manee othr
kool peopul dansing n ther at th gladstone
hotel qween west rainee toronto oktobr nite
it was getting sew rocking it was veree calm th
dansrs n th band sew great playing 2gethr n
keepin th fires goin whn just ovr ther th man
who had bin smiling at us all nite on his back
on th floor n smiling angels wer all around
us n th scent uv deth
dr bill is on2 it n th woman th man bin dansing
with me n dr bill had bin dansing sew great 2
gethr with th great band n now th spotlites
shining on thumping his chest th dansr down n
cpr n anothr doktor in th hous hovr ovr n calling
911 n we get th doors opn evreewun is sew 2gethr
with ths paramediks n guernee cum in th downd
man makes strange sounds 4 a whil ther was no
puls we all hovr th band is silent watching on
we all ar thinking in sew manee ways abt deth how
it reelee sucks n evn if we can accept it how mooving
it is 2 b onlookrs 2 sumwuns transisyun from heer
2 ther wher is anee uv that how short our lives ar
reelee n deth can cum anee time espeshulee whn wer
not redee our eyez ar wet mouths silent we hold th
doors opn th man who was dansing goez out in th
stretchr rides off peopuls vibes follo him 4 what
evr he needs th band cums 2gethr no spot lites on
plays off th stage on th floor slowr mournful kay
jun fidduls bass drums haunting songs carree
us thru all ths emergensee doktor cums back
sz th downd dansr is recouping th band stays on
th floor starts rocking wer all up dansing agen sew
fine deth didint interrupt us 4 veree long tho we kno
sumwher els it did a lot evn if its onlee a courrier
