Bumping and grinding with beats of rhythm,
continuing to enjoy the feelings it is
associated with.
Sidelines disappear from dance floors as
everyone gets up to show off their prowess
as they drunkenly jive and sway to the
particular melodies only they can hear or
understand.
Looking awkward among graceful sober dancers
they make fools of themselves while they have
fun.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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