Nails

He holds my fingers steady

Whilst the electric file rotates

Stripping away the evidence of

The person I chose to be last month

The glittering gold ends

The glamourous red

The film star look for locked up nights

In blankets, staring at the TV

And blocking out the cold.

The days are stretching still

Potentially gloomy but

With outbursts of sun

I saw blue skies for two entire days

They healed and gave hope

Alongside the plumpening calendar

That is finally gaining pounds.

Fleet-footed weeks will gain

Momentum from eagerly awaited plans

Starting tomorrow

With the movement of my feet on

The fiery dancefloor to the lifting

Pulsing beat of tune after tune

Smiling with my friends

Whilst youngsters mock

Or express shock

Or awe that we are still alive enough

To dance the day and night away

I choose black and lilac pink with funky

Geometric lines for nails

On the end of fingers

Attached to hands

That will soon be waved in the air

To the solid, rising rhythm of the rave