Don’t Want to Stand
By birksy
Don’t want to stand, Just want to sit, Kick my heels on the wooden floor, Rest with the butts lying there, No place clean enough to sit, But I’ve got to sit, anyway. The music thunders in my ears, And the dancers steps come up through my legs, to the heart that beats in with time, they urge to go and join them, but I only want to sit. Then, with no notice, they grab me one under each arm, and my old friends, now reunited, launch me in the air, and they do not understand, as I collapse in a heap on the floor, that the reason I sit is that I cannot, now, stand. Written November 27th, 2001 © on Nov 27 2001 08:04 PM PST, Simon Birks 0 • 10
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