happy feet

when the music
starts at weddings
and the open bar
has been open for
hours,
and the dancing
begins,
it's painful
to watch,
nails on a chalkboard
painful.
aunts and uncles,
parents,
grandparents
shaking their
booty. getting down.
getting dirty.
throwing their
arms up into the air
in celebration.
you make yourself
made of lead
gripping the table
because you know
you are going to
be dragged out into
the spasmodic
mayhem at some point.