Dance Dance

Something is screaming
for a dance party,
demanding sweat.
Now the shit gets real fantastic,
like a plastic bag
riding a breeze.
The energy of quaking knees
breaks the floor,
and it’s coming together –
coming together –
coming together –
and BOOM! the clash
of fabulous assets
in the intermittent dark.

-r. miller

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