body dancing fail

he was a body dancer

his family

couldn't even.
That's how so many fail
when those they love,
his friends shook their heads,
they didn't get it, lovers
turned their heads 

when he danced. 

When he danced,
all the world 
moved
when he danced,
from his perspective. 

He rocked a balance pivot 
and shuffled apace, throwing
shapes - arms and back, neck
head atop and beyond torso,
upon hips and legs, knees, 

suddenly bent, feet - ankles
straitened by rippling out 
driving pistons thrown akimbo,
his whole body breaking
and reassembling a cadence 

in a time
for a time 
abstractly-related 
to his human heart. It
was time. it
was 

always time.

For he was a body dancer, 
and so he failed.
For the world was like 

"What?" 
"Is that
...you mean,
you're a dancer...?" 

which made him sick 

he was like NO! There are body dancers 
and mind dancers! I am a mind dancer! 

That's how you fail. See,
he tried to be both, 
too far, 

and failed.

he was a both dancer. Body 
& mind, and nobody wanted 
that thought or motion
song or dance. 

So he failed