Bliss, Neon, and the Half-Remembered Ballrooms
by Cole Newman
neon dance neon
twirl baby twirl
stomp into the floor
into the ether
into the Other
tattoo your marrow
with this rhythm, with
this lunatic’s waltz
let the disco ball
bathe you swallow you
before the day breaks
scoop out your insides
with a pewter spoon
portion them, or don’t,
into mason jars
squirrel them in the
gray hole in your chest
and when you are parched
or you are burnt or
you draw your last breath
neon drink neon