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|
| awkwardness |
| this dance |
| that we're dancing |
| is losing momentum |
| i feel things slow down |
| you've noticed it too |
| that feeling that something |
| is going to end; |
| and in a moment |
| the music will be too low |
| for us in our dance to continue |
| i can already feel |
| your arms that |
| have held me so long |
| start letting go |
| just a bit |
| and this slow realization |
| of standing too close |
| now that everything's stopped |
| in the midst of our silence |
| the slowly gathering volume |
| of awkwardness. |
| © Jon Bohrn (1998) |
