Jake's Flea Market

     
some of those
     spirits in the air over the mountain

     gathered themselves into a girlwind who wanted
     music before there was a word for music

     and slowly she began to dance and
     danced herself into a salsa dance and 
     danced herself round and round and 
     danced herself into a spin and spun
     faster and faster and so fast she spun
the mountain bald and spun
     so fast she spun a dress
of trees shorn and loose rocks around herself and spun
     the girlwinds who got in her way and the boywinds who tried
to dance with her into herself and spun
     her own spinning into a train on the tracks into
a jet on the runway kind of music and spun
     ‘til her own spinning began to sing

     and singing then she danced
     danced the salsa down the mountain side and singing
     then she danced the spinning out of one dress
of trees shorn and loose rocks and danced
the spinning into another and spun
     every boywind and every girlwind she met
into herself as she spun
     across generic and no name and unheard of and unspoken africa 
as she left it behind as she spun
     herself out onto a steel silver water floor
    
     where she spun
     out of her dress of trees shorn and loose rocks as she spun
into a silver water gown as she spun
     the water floor up into water walls she climbed and crashed
down on the water floor she spun 
up into water walls she climbed and crashed
     across the generic and no name and unheard of and unspoken
atlantic she spun
up into water walls she climbed and crashed
     down on the coasts
of the generic and no name and unheard of and unspoken
americas before she dropped
     her silver water gown on them as she spun over them as she spun
     into another dress of trees shorn and loose rocks before she died
     naked and exhausted and asleep in their hearts