Come.

If you're looking for the entry on why I changed my name, you can find it HERE

Last night around 10 pm, I decided to forgo the subway and walk from Brooklyn to the Upper East side of Manhattan where I'm staying, thinking it would only be a few miles. Turns out the walk I ended up doing was about 12 miles long, and took three hours. It felt like twenty minutes. I guess I don't need to worry so much about training for that half-marathon. 

This is what came from the walk:

Come. 
We are all Broken.
Dance with me. 

Dance with me through fire
Dance with me through stone
cracks and corners
through gardens
the flowers of our imagination

our ligaments are twisted
our lips are foggy, frozen
this is a night
to remember

Come.
We are all broken.
Dance with me.

Dance with me through grey exhaust
cattle calls and horn blast
dance the steam rising
dungeons of deliverance
cold, damp stairways of redemption

Come. 
We are all broken.
Dance with me.

Dance with me on Wall Street
Dance the clock tower
the cloak of knowing
the veil of forgetfulness

Our metal is twisted
Our glass is shattered

Come.
We are all broken.
Dance with me. 

Dance with me under street lamps and star signs
through tear storms
and threaded needles
an old thin banister leads to your room
dance into firelight and warm perfume

the bites and the scratches
the machine of our hopes
squeeze out the softer moments
we are brilliant, 
rock, wood, fire and flame
Dance with me into headlights 
into the oncoming traffic of desire

come, come
dance with me

I cannot show you everything
I cannot make you whole 

you, even your darkest,
are my firelight
your breathing moment is my sweet breath
stronger than ecstacy
this deep, heavy happiness

come
dance with me
into the heart of everything
where time is laughing
and no one is broken.