To Dance
Limbs flailing
Falling
Reaching
Hitting
Screaching
Smacked against a cold hard floor
The purest center
The hardest core
A crystal floor unscathed by the shoes of others
No one sees
No one hears
No one knows
The little girl dances
Not gracefully
Not beautifully
But she dances
She fears if she stops she will fall through the floor
Into oblivion
Into darkness
So she dances, and dances
And she doesn't stop
She dreams of the day she will sprout wings and fly
But that day has not come
And she dares not stop
And she dares not jump
And she dares not leap
For fear she will fall
And be swallowed by the darkened crowd
Of generics
And averages
Of mediocres
And the normal
So she dances
And she dances
'Til the end