long time, interpretive dance
you bludgeoned your way through my menial existence
and mental discriminations and indifferences
I'm believing in you again

when you beat Harvard
possessing that one prodigy of a girl
whom I admire and abhor (but actually adore)

I'm around you again, though
Business beat the shit out of me
and worldly advances appear to be friendly

they are just as twisted as the shattered
Souls they inhabit
and the Soulless Prowess they exhibit
Insisting on becoming increasingly Narcissistic

Interpretive dance, do that thing you do to me again
just like the many forms of creativity
that you indulge with me...

during the monthly winters