I Don't Give a Dance (2006,2015)

There was a time

When I'd kick around

On a dance floor

Or in my apartment

After a few drinks-

 

Turn  up the volume

Try to feel something

Dancing with a full

Glass

Caring less about

My moves

Than spilling

Wasting

 

Now I turn the music

Up

Only

To drown out

The sounds

Of the cooking

Of human shit soup

 

She turns up the music

Smiling

Excited

She shakes her 

Fucking hips

"Come on!"

She reaches out to me

I'm on the couch

She looks good

I feel like shit

I grip the bottle

As she sways 

Closer

"Not tonight," I whisper

And swig

 

"If 'not tonight' means

'Not ever' or even

'Not anytime soon'

Then let me know

I'll find someone who 

Likes to dance"

 

She walked out the door

Went smoking

Maybe went looking

For a dance

 

There's nothing I can do

About it

There's nothing that I can fell

About it

 

The room is now

Just me, the bottle

And the music

 

Brenton Wood

I tap my foot

A bit

Swig

Bob my head

 

Now I think I'd

Like to dance

Just without 

A partner