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You were trying to explain
you needed me to know.
Looking at the natural order of things
we said ha ha.
There! You see, just as I said, I told you so.

It’s. Not. News.
Unbothered by your end-of-world scenarios
I could only shrug my shoulders.
I get by on native instinct
the theory and practice of heaven eludes me.

But when I dance I know the truth 
let my body do the talking
my mind only mucking things up
elegance for eloquence.
But we can tell lies in sign language.

So let’s use our eyes only
trust orbital juncture where body reveals mind
shoulders down jaw muscles unclenched…
. . . S I L E N C E . . .
Now we’re talking.