"Suburban Dance Bar"

Liquid hips and

Precise feet

Transport with perplexing ease

Aged, hunched and flabby bodies

Through cowboy cords

And classic rock melodies

A thrilling, if familiar quest

Terminus innocence

Found found found anew

My trim efficient limbs

Know not this route

Now stilted, brittle, crippled

Endlessly bendless

Useless vehicles