In the space between
These four walls
There is a melody
That I follow.
Stepping carelessly around
These needles you placed.
Eggshells scattered
Outside the door
Become the bombs
That can start the war.
In the space between
These four walls
There is a new melody
That I follow.
These walls fade to reveal
A different world,
A black and white movie,
A monochromatic scene
Pierced by red.
Careful strides lead
To one snap and a flurry of movement.
Judges watch for perfection
As clouds of red rise and fall
In carefully calculated movements.
As the smoke settles
And the red cloud
Comes back,
I push it away
With the energy
I have left.
Away from your
Rules of war,
I dance past
The bombs you drop
And the limitations you place.
In the space between
These four walls
I am free.