You gotta keep on moving
This is what you asked for
That night work we did a few months back. Or was it last summer. Whatever. It was slicky and happy, like when I was 10 way back when in the East Village, dancing with Jason when he was a waiter at that restaurant all my friends worked with. Except us dancing is way not that, because you and I are just side by side partners. Sometimes I forget what you look like. That is a good thing. I know you’re there, like I know my breath is there when I go at it with some huge guy on the mat. I never think about you. You’re in my life. It’s weird never being alone anymore, but that’s only when I think about it, which was all of right now for the first time I thought that.