that's why we dance for love

hope's up!
luck's out!

my hands, 
from inner elbow
to begging palm,
are raised in praise.

new music Friday,
and fun cinema city Saturday
got me like...

a girl named Jen
in my Jurassic Park dream,
arguing with me
about the best place
to hide a T-rex. 

it's funny,
but it's true. 

I am starting to forget you.