dancing, i thought, is thinking through the body. your weight goes out before you, the trundle
of your hips confront imbalance.
the wheels of your pelvis spin, concur, compensate. feet flick choices
burl of anklebone banks and toes
engage decide
ribcage swirling
decline
elbow leading
whirling
an entire empire of consciousness
colonizing the dance floor.
pause and gravity tugs on the neurons traveling to the spooling spine.
your knees
wash you out,
sense the dark warmth
you’ve been keeping inside. every notion a motion a dialetheia
here here
here
here
here
dancing is thinking through the body. think body
mattering, bravely, beyond the gray.
