Dance in the Dark

Dance in the Dark video

Performed by: Lady Gaga

Writer(s): Stefani Germanotta (Lady Gaga) and Fernando Garibay

The Last Dance

Originally published on the Literati Mafia

I stood out on the deck, staring up at the night sky into the face of the end of the world.

Inside, my family and a large group of their friends drank and laughed and danced to old songs, some I remembered, some I didn’t. Upstairs, my two little brothers and the younger kids of the partiers’ slept—with a little help from Benadryl—blissfully unaware of the fact they would never wake up.

In the valley below, the town sparkled like the Fourth of July, now a month past. The sultry breeze carried the faint sounds of music and laughter up the steep hillside to my family’s summer home.

Was the whole world celebrating? Continue reading “The Last Dance”

Black Is

Originally published on the Literati Mafia

black is…
the color of the ocean floor
the color of the deepest well
the color of a witch’s cat
the color of a lover’s spell

black is…
the color of infinity
the color of a new-moon night
the color of secrecy
the color of a dream that never takes flight

black is…
the color of a broken heart
the color of a demented mind
the color of an empty life
the color left behind

black is…
the color I breathe
the color I see
the color I taste
the color that owns me

for black is…me

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The Thunder Rolls

The Thunder Rolls video

Performed by: All That Remains

Writer(s): Pat Alger and Garth Brooks

Time After Time

There was a man sitting on her bench.

And that irritated Molly. She liked her solitude, and he was intruding on it. There would be precious little of it when her daughter flew in from Bakersfield next week and put her in the retirement home like she’d been trying to do ever since Dan had died three years ago.

“Mama, it’s not safe for you to be rattling around in that big old house by yourself,” Leanne had said. “I didn’t worry when Daddy was alive to watch out for you, but now…”

Molly had wanted to laugh. Dan watch out for her? It’d been the other way around. She had taken care of him, waiting on the hateful jerk hand and foot while he cussed and bitched and moaned. But she hadn’t told their daughter that, not wanting to speak ill of her daddy. Why, the shit she could tell Leanne about Dan would curl the girl’s flat-ironed hair!

For two years following Dan’s death Molly had basked in solitude, going about her business with no one to answer to other than herself. Then she’d slipped on a patch of ice on the front porch, tumbled down the steps, and broke her hip. Continue reading “Time After Time”

Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow

Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow video

Performed by: Amy Winehouse

Writer(s): Gerry Goffin and Carole King

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Her and Me

Originally published on the Literati Mafia

I can’t be
Who you want me to be
I am not her
I am only me

I am not docile
Can’t live on my knees
Can’t humble myself
Can’t beg pretty please

Been slapped in the face
Learned not to be weak
Don’t lean on anyone
Stand alone on my feet

Can’t hold on to trust
Can’t give you my all
Shaped by my past
I always look for the fall

I’ve tried to be
Who you need me to be
Can’t hold on to her—
That other me

She feels too little
She feels too weak
She feels too needy
Just too fucking meek

Not worthy of love
Not worthy of respect
A whiny, scared baby
You always have to protect

Can you love
All that is me
Just take me as I am—
Or walk away free

Because….

I can’t be
Who you want me to be
I am not the others
I am only me

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Unwind

Originally published on the Literati Mafia

I’m tired, so very tired
of love, of so-called life
of all the countless heartaches
and years of endless strife

can’t undo what been done
too late to re-roll the dice
time to pay the penurious piper
but can’t afford the price

the velvet black void beckons
sweetly calls my secret name
offering silence I can rest in
tranquil and godless, free of pain

an endless, empty nothing
to pillow my weary mind
hopes and dreams fizzle out
as I blissfully, beautifully unwind

 

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All At Once

All At Once video
Performed by: The Airborne Toxic Event
Writer(s): Mikel Frans Jollett

I Look Down

Originally published on the Literati Mafia

From my window
I look down, look down
At the iniquitous world spread out below me.
I look down, look down
I see the curst world, but it doesn’t see me.

From my room
I look down, look down
At the caliginous night steeped in midnight tea.
I look down, look down
I see the leaden darkness, but it doesn’t see me.

From my prison
I look down, look down
At a haunting of ghosts, ghouls, and monstrous afreets.
I look down, look down
I see all things vile and evil . . . and pray they don’t see me.

© Kaddie Tucker 2018

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