We went out again–
‘Do you like American
Music?’ We love it.
We don’t have much to
Say to each other tonight.
We don’t need the words.
I hear you still. A
Flash of glittery something,
Heels stabbing at toes.
Laugh at ourselves
Fall to the ground, hands clutching
lifeblood Irish Cream.
‘Say something, say some
Thing, anything!’ We need to
Hear it, scream it out.
We twist and shout, and
We scream along with our hearts
Let the noise grow too.
‘Boys don’t cry.’ Let me.
I know I feel the same things
As the rest of us
Ripples of movement
Hit walls and bounce back, braving
the throng twice. We sing.
‘Take a piece of my
Heart!’ Haven’t we done enough?
Take another piece.
How much do you need
From me? I know I have no
Choice in the matter.
“I’m sorry but I’m
Just thinking of the right words
To say…” Promise me
That you will tell me
The answer to our questions.
As long as you know.
Release us both now
With your voice. We know
How to sing along.
Let the frustration
Billow from your moving form
And let it all go.
What could we know? We
Are the children of the young
In an unheard time.
Letting the night rise
Far above our eager heads
Forget us again.