Miss Rice (_onlysky_) wrote,
Miss Rice
_onlysky_

Luigi & Judith

The elders are becoming ancestors.

1.
Amidst the tiny, hard factions
that exist amongst us
between uptown and down,
between spit-shining the
fourth wall and blowing it up
(perhaps without the walls,
the damn glass ceiling will
come down),
between the elegance of
a fourth position lunge
and the erratic ecstasy
of deconstructed dervishes,
long, curvy Broadway connects
the despondant tribes
of our ever gentrifying city.

2.
There are so many revolutions to choose from:


And when you are young and lost,
nothing is better than the elders of convictions
fighting for your mind and body; nothing is better than
doing it all; nothing is better than believing that none
of it will ever end or change.

3.
Leading with the elbow, breaking through
with the raised fist - cracking open
the heart is the only way to get anything
done no matter where you are
no matter what manifesto you
are proslytizing today -
The instructions left are clear:
chest open, chin up, put the good side
into the bad side, tremble, sweat,
never stop moving, tremble, your whole
life is a rehearsal, never stop, moving,
for the moment you are in now, good into
the bad, never stop moving - the only way
to keep the beautiful revolution
alive. Tremble. Shimmer.
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