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