Charlotte – SST9 – Final Draft

6 Jul

So you think you can dance?

“¡Oye!

Ese atrevimiento no, no te lo consiento

Y ese atrevimiento no, no te lo consiento

Y ese atrevimiento no, no te lo consiento

Y ese atrevimiento no, no te lo consiento”

Irakere, Atrevimiento

Flew in with the floods

Fled sweating, but drier

Passion hissing from taped-up tyres

Think you can dance?

Because you downed dirty rum from a dirty bottle

Sharked around in clubs for toilet paper

Like every other glistening chica in cut off jeans and flip flops

Hombre fist on face, free hand peso grab

You learned to walk more slowly in the heat

To flirt your eyes at catcalls, pay less to rest your feet

Think you can dance?

To hotter heartbeats throbbing between two/four

Pumping blood to Miami from Galicia through veins of Orisha

Bypassing arteries that keep their arms by their sides

Scrawled number, scraps of paper

Pressed against back pocket butt

You had them ready, the most organised slut

So you think you can dance
By learning to?
Turning up on time?
Go home. Go home and dance alone.

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One Response to “Charlotte – SST9 – Final Draft”

  1. MouthyPoets July 6, 2015 at 7:40 am #

    Formatting went weird, sorry.

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