Thursday, July 24, 2014

roller disco

feeling half-past dead we strap on our skates -- the four wheeled kind you put on your feet -- and  square the circle or is it an oval skating counter-clockwise to early 21st C synth-pop and early to mid-80s dance music where i come alive feel my blood pumping for the first time in a hundred years ill-fitting skates blistered against the scungy walls chipped paint plinks and dips in the floor i can barely stand on my feet i can hardly rock i can only just roll nick hugs the walls while i do my best to mug and show off to anna while minding one small slip up and i take a very big trip where my ass will greet the floor


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