Let Me Clumsy Dance
do not let raindrops
fill up my vision
let me –
be a slave to the stars
avoiding all umbrellas
fairytales –
and cinderellas
do not let me be –
entertained –
by loose jugglers
and lost jesters
let wives cross –
before they fester
and tie me –
to the umbilical cord –
of depression
let me celebrate
and clumsy dance
through my living life
signal no blackout
for those without light
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https://theboybehindtheglasses.com
James Garratt – March 2011
Let Me Clumsy Dance – March 2011
