GOODBYE DANCE

 by Matthew Meriwether

 


No more dead bodies

in my bed, please.

 

No more men in search

of their mothers inside me.

 

They stare at bright screens, electric moons.

 

He screamed with other boys

at his mother’s corpse then ran away.

 

He banged his inscrutable body

against the doors of all the houses.

 

Pictures of his death waterfall into my dreams.

 

I became a flower from graveyard dirt.

I became a chirping bird, a pretty girl.

 

My tattered dress blew in the wind

like ashes. You helped me scatter them.

 

Will you always love me? I ask the dirty sky.

 

No more goodbye dances.

No more looking in your graveyard eyes.

 

We touched all the dead things

and smelled them like it was sex goo.

 

We cried because we wanted to be light.

 

In your left eye a girl died.

In your right eye, a boy.

 

Let us bow.


Matthew Meriwether is a writer and performer currently living in Fort Wayne, IN. He writes and performs music under the name Fresh Tar, and hosts events in cities across the country, including the reading series 'Life is Sad, Here is Someone,' and 'A Party for All of Our Questions,’ an experimental social gathering. Matthew is recently the author of Knock Knock (The Dandelion Review, 2018), a chapbook of narrative prose.