Poem: The Dancer & The Jerk

The Dancer & the Jerk

I’m gonna dance out my feelings, she said.
I just laughed, laughed, and laughed. Good luck with that.
The rest of the audience seems enthralled,
so I must be the one who is a jerk.
Guess I just don’t understand modern dance.
She kept wiggling around and emoting,
and I grabbed my notebook and wrote a poem.

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