
Lily was a dancer
you could tell
by the moves
she couldn’t make
Billy was a singer
worked the deli crowd
you could say
a counter tenor?
Weekends spent
backgammon and gins
and tonics and
nachos and sex
and gins and
tonics
pirouettes
arpeggios
and daydreams
come and go
all in a row
© Chagall, 2013
