Greek Wedding
dance makes my head spin
I can't find a starting point
to break into
dizzy celebration
moved into hand held serpent-
like form ready to eat it's own tail
and I still don't know how to drink ouzo
but it drinks like licorish
tastes foreign liquor-ish
while I sit there sipping
young women and little boys dance
there's chit-chat, no one talking about the future
but I keep looking over my shoulder
at sad, sore footed girl, keeps checking her phone
waiting for a slow song
another glass of ouzo
only one way to learn
and damn it if I'm not a good student
and I look again
over my shoulder
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