TANGO

I have to dance a tango with Joe.

Commission I should not have taken on though

Reduced to a flourish at the show.

Joe can’t get the footwork. The red carpet

Doesn’t help his pivot. No, Joe, no!

Christ, this is a nightmare. It is indeed, and so

I heave me out of sleep, raise me on two feet:

My very own Joe moment. Slow.

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