Isn’t it funny how we get some new words, or new meanings for old words when something big is going down. This poem is a play on one such word.
It’s also yet another haiku, this time a double.
Unable to dance
The future a melody
We don’t know steps to
We keep pivoting
Like we’re all wearing red shoes
This poem has since had the collab treatment as part of Slamalamadingdong‘s Mix & Match Slam.
I was able to play with layering of audio and the rhythm of the haiku, and Elena Osalde danced to the track.