Move Many (joints) - Esperanza Spalding

Stiff bones

Your bones are stuck in place

Stiffening the space

While space

Is bending in your face

Face it

We are the final straw

Straw man

Now don’t just blow away

You’re not a sack of hay

Even in a sack of hay

Every straw is con-

Nected someway

With all the others move

Move

Move

Move

Move

Move

Move

All, three

Hundred and sixty ways

To angle your own play

Why play

Stick figure hanging there

Waiting for others to move

For, you

Move

Move

Move

Move

Move

Move

That’s how we are made

To move in many ways

That’s how we are made

To move in many ways