Ren McCormack
Silver Cup
A concrete floor
Every ten feet a new door A pirouette away
From an unconscious step, I hum aloud
To them, I’ve let it out
On 34th and 5th
The rhythm starts to stick
No control
My ears are full ...They’re falling out I break it down Here’s what’s next A leap a dance public disgrace
I’m in your face
Where’ve you gone to?
Where’ve you gone to?
Now can you tell me what you’ve found?
Can you tell me where you’ve been and gone to? Where’ve you gone to?
Now you can call me Ren from now
Call me Ren
Break this state
Of mundane
While you dance dance dance away
Feel the weight
You’re on stage
So just dance dance dance away