I glance with head on pillow

As you respond to my recommendation

To ‘try dancing to release

The energy of your elation’

You’re on your knees cuz you can’t stand

You kneel and stick your arms out

Eyes roll back in your head

Mouth forms a poignant pout

 

You wiggle left and squiggle right

And shuffle over with all your might

I peer up at squid-like movements

And laugh at the mesmerising sight

 

But then the mania begins to spread

And I realise the truth:

That your dancing was not you dancing,

But the movement of the room

 

In the shadows to the left of me

Dancing girls begin to unfurl

They move with intricate vigour

As my understanding curls

Around the beauty of their graceful sways

Their beckoning, gentle twirls

 

And then you whisper the word ‘evil’

And my open mind suffers upheaval

As I see within the dancing women

Secrets of my existence

From an unsafe distance

All revealed in an instance

 

Your muttering has taken me

Your ‘evil’ has forsaken me

Can’t focus on the shadows-

They tell me inside that life is shallow

The truth is real and it’s out

I have too much to think about

It’s all too big to comprehend

Mind is trying but it can’t bend

Going around in circles,

Forming an engulfing sphere

I’m falling and there’s no bottom

To the revelations here

 

I’m being consumed by madness,

Wading into deep sadness

Looking for the gladness

But all I see is badness

 

I look to you for help but

A clown has taken your place

And the truth is I don’t know

When it came and replaced your face

And now you open up your lips, slow motion

And words are spilling out

I can’t make sense of the gobbled-gook

Something like: ‘beauty is what it’s about’

 

Then calm hits me like a cool wave

Suddenly eliminating the craze:

I see the world for what it is,

And a grin spreads on my face

It seems to stretch from ear to ear,

Washes away the dread and fear

To leave me all-knowing,

Eyes alert and glowing

 

I know everything, do not cross me

I am comprehension and I am energy

Unfettered by worldly things,

MY mind is not unhinged

 

But it can singe

And infringe

So think of this next time you whinge

About your life

And your strife

And the emotions on which you binge.

 

You were not such a fun guy, after all.