We Have Come To Be Danced
Not the pretty dance
Not the pretty pretty, pick me pick me dance
But the claw your way back into the belly
Of the sacred, sensual animal dance
The unhinged, unplugged, cat is out of its box dance
The holding the precious moment in the palms
Of our hands and feet dance
We have come to be danced
Not the jiffy booby, shake your booty for him dance
But the wring the sadness from our skin dance
The blow the chip off our shoulder dance
The slap the apology from our posture dance
We have come to be danced
We have come to be danced
Not the monkey see, monkey do dance
One two dance like you
One two three, dance like me dance
But the grave robber, tomb stalker
Tearing scabs and scars open dance
The rub the rhythm raw against our soul dance
We have come to be danced
Not the nice, invisible, self conscious shuffle
But the matted hair flying, voodoo mama
Shaman shakin' ancient bones dance
The strip us from our casings, return our wings
Sharpen our claws & tongues dance
The shed dead cells and slip into
The luminous skin of love dance
The luminous skin of love dance
We have come to be danced
Not the hold our breath and wallow in the shallow end of the floor dance
But the meeting of the trinity: the body, breath and beat dance
The shout hallelujah from the top of our thighs dance
The mother may I?
Yes you may take ten giant leaps dance
The Olly Olly Oxen Free Free Free dance
The everyone can come to our heaven dance
We have come to be danced
Where the kingdoms collide in the cathedral of fleshTo burn back into the light
To unravel, to play, to fly, to pray
To root in skin sanctuary
We have come to be danced!
We have come
Made these for a Poppies II Swap at A4A... actually kind of enjoyed making them, which is always a good thing - right!?! Made with Bic Mark Its, Zig black maker, a little graphite pencil, and one has white gel pen.
