with your hands
don't make a sound, fingers dance, stretch those arms, move those hands, glide through the surface, breathe in the air
not symbolic, not a sign, just some love, don't name it, don't call it, silence in the matter, songs under the heart_ no sound, no voice, no me, no you
fingers dance in the air, move your body until your soul cracks, eyes closed, glide in the open room, doors wide open but no one to walk in_ floorboards don't creak, birds don't sing, gentle flutters of a burning heart
it's just a muscle, don't make a sound, back bends to the side, arm lifts, fingertips searching for a tune, move them fast, they're creating the world_ palms shift, elbow to the right, knee to the left, sing out without a sound
hold the whipers, forget your breath, dance in circles, reach the sky, move the ceiling to reach your needs_ walls fall, universe ceases to exists
keep on playing, rocking to nothing, baby your dislocated, with craks in the bones, spirit sticks but the body flows
so move your fingers, palms up, limps bending, hush...