A Cure for Cancer

There on the patio with a cigarette
Hanging laundry you thought you were unseen.
That the birdlike hip swivel to a rhythm
Tapped lightly on your jeans would pass by
Unnoticed. Sometimes if you watch some one,
Or some thing close enough it becomes its
Opposite. The green, black, and yellow flag
Glows true. I watch you transform delighted,
Laughing, a spin on the parquet dance floor.

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