Saturday, June 05, 2010

Dances on Trains

There is a trick I use to lighten work. You might want to try it.

I play a song. One-two, one-two.
In my head I begin to dance. In perfect rhythm, in perfect beat.
Then I begin to mouth the words. Silently.
The song and I become one; the song is I and I am song.

And as I dance in my head, sometimes I leave my desk, stand tippy-toed and slowly begin to move. First the feet; up and down. Then the shoulders, back and forth. Then the hips, sideways left and right, on a beat of two alternating with the shoulders. Then my arms move, jangling in misdirection, sans the grace or the discipline of my other body parts. The fingers twiddle, I make believe that I am playing the music.

Soon the room is shining. Every corner moves as does the world.
Space becomes a mere word, time immeasurable.

Then I add color. I imagine red, and jade, and gold.
And kohl-ed eyes and perfect curls.

You could take a picture. You really could.

And then the riff fades. My hands flop down, my shoulder step back and heave down, my hips settle down. I walk straight back to the desk. And here I am again.

But here’s something for you anyway.


This is that said...

awesome..beautiful thought

Mathangi said...

This is that: Thank you :), for the comment and for coming by.

mentalie said...

what is it? what is it? all i see is a beautiful blank.

Mathangi said...

mentalie: damn, taking too long to download? It's only Sharukh and Malaika on a train.

soin said...

alternative to cigg? hmm must try.and you have been blogging since 2002?

Mathangi said...

soin: Must try:); and why must I gethu free? :P