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Friday, March 10, 2023

react

This totally improvised dance
video you sent me 
takes 
amazing 
look at them: 
a total amount of trust 
and 
I believe it 
was all just made-up 
on the spot, in interplay 
two people never met 
and didn't know the song 
and that happened. 

I believe it
takes a total amount of trust 
and 
it's actually hard to look at 
it kind of makes you want 
to slap them both, some 
of them, with the moves 
and she kicks a back-pirouette
and he draws her forward by both 
hands, hunkered down in backwards 
ratatat stutter-step then BOLT! 
Stood upright while - SHE! 

Flew right into him and stopped 
an inch above, all through their 
swaying not joining (not quite) 
course! I mean hell 
this is some exhibition  
of human being doing that. A 
moving celebration of mass, 

holy as holy fuck 

sacred as profane, but 

it just seems at key points each 
is a bit too pleased with themselves,
and with the other, what they just done,
and back again to themselves, and 

this microagression against the spectators 
ignored, marginalized, voided as persons 
just 
seems a bit much. It makes you want 
to slap them - both. Not on the face, 
but the ass, not hard. And 

if you're honest with yourself probably,
when it comes to the respective asses
not objectified but considered with
respect to the whole, you want to hit
one of that a little more than the other,
but smack BOTH. EQUALLY "GOOD

JOB!" to cover for it. If 
both object, okay. Sorry. "my bad" 
If neither objects, well 
let's stand up, sit down, 
sort it out reasoning to
gether! If one objects - 

- hold up. 

Which one? 

You could seriously have fucked 
up on the unexpected double-butt 
slap kudos move dude. That's why 

I take a step back detached mode, 
and appreciate critically 

good 
JOB  

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