disco fever

moving

my seven pairs of loafers 

and sketchers

out of the way

in my closet,

i come across my old dancing

shoes

from back in the day,

when i used to go

up to NYC 

to party at Studio 54.

i had a bad case of disco

fever back then.

the shoes still have

goo stuck to the bottom

of the soles.

like amber on a tree trunk.

spilled drinks,

and sweat and blood

and god knows

what else.

there's a spray

of sparkle on them too.

those were the days,

Liza, and Michael,

Andy

and Calvin.

Truman,

Mick and Bianca.

i should have them tested

for DNA,

then sent to the Smithsonian

to be put

on display.