Dance, Dance Fever

There is a dance that only I know. It was born of photographic-dark-room-red-light induced boredom. It involves spazmatic head twitches, elements of skanking, and the swinging of an invisible pocket watch.

I have since caught myself cutting this veritable rug on a number of over-joyous occasions—none of which have thankfully reached beyond the confines of solitude. And so I labor to keep this so-called “dance” in check, but fear that someday a strong enough stimulus might elicit this jig-response uncontrollable, and quash my very reason for spinning it in the first place.

Dance on,

-mixtape

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Tags: Random, Dance, Fever

~ by mixtape on August 25, 2007.