dancing with myself

I love music.
I love the way it makes
the simple act of moving
jerkily or smoothly
transcendent.
usurping the eyes,
taking over the body
with only your ears to guide.

where'd you learn how to dance?

music possesses virally,
moving the body without will
clumsy post-pubescent
legs, hands, feet,
moving in a burst
of hormones emotion and energy
without control or focus

music is wasted on the young

Moshav Band was good
good enough that
some sort of mainstreaming
could take place
I wonder if they resent
playing for high-schoolers
who care only superficially
for their craft