Though I’ll always be digging the dance floor
doing my little Boho Dance
I’ll never understand why those brain-hand-holding equals
would keep jitterbugging with me
if they thought it’d be their fast-pass ticket to hell
That Mennonite bait for bleeding hearts
could only keep the weak from doing what they love
and Because I love what I do
I’ll keep doing it till I don’t want to
so dance darling, come on will you dance
I got my dark blue button-down blouse
baroque-ing boredom out of my mind
I got my silver half-wing necklace
jazzing and leaving it all behind
there’s no dance only thе dance happening
I’m sweating, dancing, and gеtting free and
I thought I’d always be still
for I’m too slow to live on free
but with this Elvis pelvis— swinging cis-trans
Lola by the Kinks
I know there’s no place for me in
your hoax
and I’ll keep dancing
knowing it’s what’s faithful to my soul
and nothing can stop it
and Because I love what I do
I’ll keep doing it till I don’t want to