My Cure Is Dancin With You Poem by Evan Histed

Do you feel this too?
Why don’t you know the cure?
Just make it all stop.
It’s what I tried to do.
Will you dance with me,
or just use my feet,
and when the ride is over,
walk away. Walk away from me,
call it an end,
when you’re not the tired one
but, I am.
Yet see me still dancing,
I’m moving for you.
Really, I’d rather
just sit this life out.
So step on my feet
so the work be for somethin,
and use me to dance
through this life,
while I can.