swing your partner

it was Sunday dinners with family and friends…bottles of wine…front-porch chats…music played…watched…only watched…

songs sung off-key…no pitch…notes stretched…never a chord struck…the clan had spoken…you’re out…

so…i watched from afar…mouth closed…laughs on cue…talk when spoken to…ideas kept…a foriegner…not blood nor kindred spirit…just a stranger in a strange land…

transitions…

and we go from dance to dance to dance…observing the floor…listening…looking for a partner…sticking to the punch bowl…collecting what along the way…

these choices are made…

Published by: dmseay

The writing is based on my surroundings and what I've been surrounded by. This language is coarse and politically incorrect; which I make no apologies for. These characters are not nice and to use any other dialogue would be disingenuine. That being said, I choose to roll the dice. dm seay

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