Pulse pounding beats sing
To memories long ignored
Flash of him dancing
The DJ behind
Spinning records with the flair
Of part-time geisha
He stands there, shirtless
Ethan sees the wolf tattoo and
Quickly feels at home
Dance revolution
The children strive and struggle
For the perfect move
Hands flail, feet move
Eyes closed tight against the world
Striving, striving, free
The taste of cold gin
Fresh juniper on his tongue
Before the slow burn