Josh Woodward Big Disco Ball
We broke into the old Bay Shore Roller Rink
Through a hole in the back wall
The echoes of our sneakers amplified themselves like
speakers
Through the corners of the long-forgotten hall
And the cobwebs spanned the door frames
As I kneeled down to spell your name
In the dust on the floor that we'd
Danced on so many times before
The musty aroma is filling my head
And the broken windows let the birds in
Our breath, it made clouds and they wrapped us like
shrouds
To keep November from reaching our skin
And the ghost of the DJ floats in from the freeway
He puts on your favorite waltz
So I take your hand, the invisible band
Leads us dancing around in the hall
The glow from the sunset caught the big disco ball
And sent dusty rays of light into your face
And the light from the ball hit the frost on the walls
And sent oranges and reds into space
I caught a glance in the midst of our dance
For a moment I stopped in my tracks
The room was ablaze with the fiery rays
While the frozen air blew through the cracks
And our bodies are frozen in time
