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Waltz #10

from ELWHA by Gregory Rawlins

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If ever a pasture was greener to me, she grows in the back of a restaurant kitchen. Dishing out dishes and platters between serving up jokes through the laughter and steam. Speaks like a sailor and spits like the rain, proud as can be beneath blackened old britches. I was the plates and I put them in place, and every Tuesday we do it that way.
But some night, I'm gonna grab her arm and twirl her into the dark; and come out with the things I want to say-- heart, head, and hands-- Vanessa, that's what's in the pan.
She got a Mom who died some years ago, and as a result, hell, there's nothing worth proving. Carries her shoulders as weightless as the mountains of orders that pour in. All of us workers we turn to the door, as she marches forth, glazed over and certain jobs don't exist when made a game, and that makes the cloudy faces dissipate.
But some night, I'm gonna grab her arm and twirl her into the dark; and come out with the things I want to say-- heart, head, and hands--
Vanessa, that's what's in the pan.
So send me a signal, a smokey old sign. I'm a minimum wage on a minimum line; and why's there always three women to every one? The one that you see, sing about, and dream of.
Woke up this morning with spatula arms in blankets of aprons with ramekin patches. Looked in my wallet and found a bundle of leftover steel wool. Kicked at my bedpost-- a rusted spoon-- and my blood ran in bubbles reflecting Vanessa waltzing her way down memory's drain, so I rubbed my eyes and decided again...
Some night, I'm gonna grab your arm and twirl you into the dark; and come out with the things I wanna say-- heart, head, and hands--
Vanessa that's what's in the pan.

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from ELWHA, released May 16, 2012

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Gregory Rawlins La Grande, Oregon

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Member of Sons of Guns (Seattle,/La Grande) Catskills
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I love bonfires, books, the wild, fireworks, song & snorkeling in the Hood Canal in August. ... more

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