Paint

At first I saw the face

and then the eyes

and then the wink

and the lace and legs and thigh and step in stride

but instead you went too high

too high never see you again

I saw your face

and then your hands

and then your heels

and the race and the crowd and the stage

and the climb and the dot and the surfing over heads

coming closer to my face 'til your eyes next to mine

so white no blinks no smile

dance like you like to like me

instigator, instigator

dance like your like to like me

instigator, instigator

At first you were saving face

slide away the back alley door

And the waving me outside and your Kia's flat tire

and the spare and the jack

and the winch you inspired me to pump

with your scaring pressing down

and your boyfriend and the punch unconscious on the ground

At first I heard the bass

and then the drums

the muffled pound

and the crawl and the grey metal door

and the slam inside

and I'm sucked up in the marsh

scoring angel back again

the spinning pinball in the bin

smears lipstick on my ear yelling something

dance like you like to like me

instigator, instigator

dance like you like to like me

instigator, instigator

Do you know if anyone likes you

instigator?

They don't get a chance to stand

face to face

Don't you think you might entice

reciprocators?

If you ever want to feel the love

coming your way

At last I see your face

and all the fake

has been replaced

and the scarf oozing down to a dimple just a little pressed in

like graffiti on your skin

indicating that you're in for a synchronized break dance swim

through the crowd and you face me