Foot Fire Burn Dance

I do the black boot stomp
on my stucco ceiling
late at night
sometimes
when I think of songs
I write in my head
they beat beat beat up
inside my head breaking
out my eyes and ears
All my winter fever rises
and shoots out through
my pores
to peel the air around me
back and let this new heat expand and
rush
I do the black boot bang
on my thin thin walls
when no one is listening
to crack the paint and
let the music sealed inside
come pouring out
so I can swallow it whole
and in my fury
take it down to my feet and
give it life
I do the black boot thud
on my blue carpet floor
when the fire engines passing by
don't pass
and I hear the sirens
anyhow
I find fire in my feet
beating and burning and
thudding and churning music
out my soles
in my black boot stomp
hard breaking
the angry night