I’ve put off many things in my life.
The rational reasons I’ve placed in front of myself are embarrassing on their own.
Too busy, too tired, too lazy because I simply don’t have the time.
Well brain I am tired of your shit.
Because thumping in the back of my mind is the rhythmic pattering of my feet rocking to snares, drums and the occasional funky sample.
I’ve shut dancing out of my life to get more organized and the drums have gotten louder calling me back to the floor.
twisting muscles pulsing to beats,
the funkyness of my feet sliding into knee drops creating a soulful harmony of sweat freeing myself with every moment.
Three steps lead into six,
sweeping the ground as a minor tornado swipe shrieks my shoe against grain.
In dancing I am fiercely myself but am constantly in contact with those before and around me.
If the universe is b-boying,
DJ Kool Herc is god watching all of us step to his rhythm flowing and creating turning and burning.
We toprock our liberation with those who will take the floor and all will know is how good it feels to be essentially us.
Life is more interesting when you can dance to your own rhythm