Dance Dance
-Michael Jensen
I step out, the world is in motion
Beasts surround me
Music moving them in leaps and bounds
And strange twists and turns
I blink and the people are back
They are Dancing
Oh how I dreaded this day
Their motion is like a language unknown to me
The music is familiar but unknown
My instincts scream Run! Flee! Hide!
I twist and shuffle towards the door
Then, the people part
The room resonates with angel voices
And I see, across the room…
A snack bar
Fluttering feelings are cast away
There is my savior
I glide over
I forget my fears
And I stuff my face
But what’s this?
The music is halted
Evidently the end is nigh
And I may leave this torment
Again I turn to the door
The herds are dissolving.
Into groups of two
My ultimate doom is now realized…
The slow-dance
But now the crowd truly parts
Boys and girls swaying to silence
Our eyes meet
The heart’s palpations pound in my ear
The Food is forgotten and
Somehow I cover the distance between us
The dance is over now
We seem to glide out the door
A soft whisper
A squeeze of the hand
Good bye
When we part and my lead feet drag behind
I think to myself, “dances are fun”