She’s invented a new dance
called the
Herky-Jerky,
needing to get out
all the tension
she must have felt
over the last year and a half
since she first broke
the story
(thanks to her close
associated RR)
about the mayor’s arrest
a totally different
use of handcuffs
than she is likely used to,
dancing because
her life doesn’t come
to a screeching end
The mayor keeps on being mayor,
at least for the times being,
no more odd men
in trench coats and badges
stalking everyone
even remotely connected with him
(do they know more about
what went on behind
the scenes
than the indictment suggests),
she dancing the way
a teen does after
getting away
with playing hooky,
no truant officer to hold
anyone accountable for anything.
She dances because
the shackles
are off and she can move
freely again,
herking and jerking
in rare joy
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