Wall, Flower

There was none of that badgering you to dance
and not taking no for an answer.

No one grabbed you by the hand
and tried to drag you onto the dance floor.

Everyone respected your wishes, damn them.
No one insisted.

Now it’s impossible for you to join them,
having said no.

Perhaps, though,
when enough has been drunk,

one of them will come back for you
and you’ll be able to let yourself go.


Everbody Loves To Cha Cha Cha