HER EYES WERE VACANT,
HER MIND BARREN, HER
FRUSTRATIONS CLOUTHED
IN BLOOD, AND HER BODY,
THROWN TO THE CURVE.
HER HANDS TREMBLE,
HER WORDS SPIT,
HER KNEES BREAK ,
AND THE DRUGS SETTLE
IN HER BLUE VEINS.
HER EYES FIND A SMILE,
HER HEART FINDS LOVE,
HER HANDS BECOME STRONG,
AND THE MOMENT OF UNCERTAINY
IS OVER, NOW ITS TIME FOR
MUSIC AND DANCE.
DAVID GERARDINO
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/music-and-dance-and-the-stuff-in-the-middle/
