Friday 29 July 2016

At Julian's wedding

It was the moment I saw something different
The palms hit hard the skin of the small drums
And will not let loose their spleen on man
but on the poor ear their throbbing throbbing

when the bald head sweat another hand wipes it
because the happy honey waist is giggled in gladness
when the hand leaps up, handkerchiefs in the air will shake
bidding goodbye to bachelorhood and spinsterhood

where is he alogo alogo to have here the boboobo
it will soon be their first night
around they will go, around the fountain
from which came this noisy grease
which has set in motion their heavy sides and lips
tiredness is forgotten when cares are shaken off
but only for a while will this last

when music goes off
allowing the real music selected by the couples
to dance as long as they please
their whole life time

dance well my brother the boboobo just ended
dance to the tune you’ve selected
the arena, and the floor stand deserted
dance in glee around the familiar places
don’t be confounded when you discover something new
dance on my brother, dance it off
the outside music might end
yet hear the one within and dance on
if even her music fails, focus on yours and dance on
alone, till yours end


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