The Static Dance

Sometimes...leaving is the only reasonable option. . .

No wild dance moves; they like it nice and neat.
Just do-si-do, sit down, repeat, repeat.

This dance floor was designed for cautious feet.

You might as well forget it; have a seat.

Your Nureyev ideas they'll rebuff;

Your choreography's not needed here.

They're just not into that outlandish stuff.

Relax; sit down; don't try to interfere. 

Yeah, it's the latest version of the same old song,

The trite tradition and the trippy trance.

Forget originality and you'll belong.

Easy does it now--do the static dance!

Have all your efforts really been in vain?

Do you think you've overstayed your welcome?

What's the point? No one bothers to explain.

You could stay, but it won't change the outcome.

Stick around if you're not tired of the same old song,

The trite tradition and the trippy trance.

Forget originality and you'll belong.

Easy does it now--do the static dance!

To everything there is a season and a time:

A time to dance, a time to say "no more."

So if the dance floor feels like an uphill climb,

Just Fred-Astaire your way to the exit door!

Yeah, it's the latest version of the same old song,

The trite tradition and the trippy trance.

Forget originality and you'll belong.

Easy does it now--do the static dance!

Drink the mediocri-tea and you'll belong.

Or finally say goodbye to the static dance!

Static...
Static...
Static...dance...

Static...

Static...

Static...dance...

© 2021 David Acosta