Dance

Dance now

that you have put the

 record on…. Turn

around and around

and a

round….

I hear the crackling

and snappling

that surrounds the

sounds

spilling from

the speaker… I wait

for the outstretched hand. 

I will dance under

the dark moon.  I will

watch that I don’t

tread on your toes.

 I will dance

 past

midnight.

Pumpkin.