The swing beat of the big band
Back beat drumming with fingers
On the table
Humming
Not this time looking at the
Dance floor with a weak smile
A tiny emotion that cuts down deep
Gashing live muscle with involentary
Knee-Jerk reactions
Dancing
But really only swaying back and
Forth, Keeping time with other
People's footsteps
Seeing your own face in their shoes
The kind you actually have to
Shine
But you sway
Sway against humanity
Keeping an awkward beat
You didn't shine your shoes this morning
You didn't even think about it.