Dance on Me by Susan Comninos

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after my neighbor went nuts

 

When the officers came, they came with guns.

When they came with guns, they polished the door.

When they polished the door, my heart goosed a two-step.

When it clenched like a nightstick, the children cried.

Faith tried to pry me open with its name; fat hope.

It stared through the peephole, and double-clicked my throat.

The rugs kept flat to the floor, and quit breathing. Hold

Onto silence, soiled tongue of sawdust. Fear, sway

Me with your stricken palms. Dance on me.