The Chicken Dance

I stand before you

With wretched awareness

In the span of a heartbeat

Desperate for approval from the hands I deplore

The cracked, prickly hands that I know I outshine

The envy stained hands that I crawl back to

Time and time again

My back cries a thousand sweaty tears

Anger pumps through my veins in a second’s eternity

And I contemplate walking away

Leaving all of this behind

Locked in some outlet beyond realm of rainbows

That houses the past in harmless state

And tames it, puts its malevolent ways

To better uses

But I don’t walk away

My lips move soundlessly, my eyes gibber senselessly

My logic falls silent, the market fails

My soul fetching rock bottom price

And I let you walk all over me

I do the chicken dance