As I smear pigment
Across my lid
I think of you, Dee Dee
You were a dancer
Never settled into
One form
You taught of
Bodies like ours
And the violence
To tether us to
Two poles
The gravity of your presence
The weight of your word
The borders of my being softened
The gravity of your presence
The weight of your word
The borders of my being softened
Amidst a crowd
Dizzy
Distant disco
I move
Unfurl my arms
And feel
Oh, I feel your spirit
Do you dance with me now, Dee Dee?
Feel the pulse in me now, Dee Dee
Do you feel it?
Do you dance with me now, Dee Dee?
Feel the pulse in me now, Dee Dee
Guide me now, Dee Dee
It's so bleak now, Dee Dee
Do you dance with me now, Dee Dee?
Feel the pulse in me now, Dee Dee
Guide me now, Dee Dee
It's so bleak now, Dee Dee
Morning bus home
A slur from behind
As I read the news
The spectacle of your corpse
Raise my hand
To block harsh sun
But it always bends around thresholds
Doesn't it?