Uncle Bob's Words

Words, poetry, stuff like that

That old man dancing

That old man dancing

Is me.

Sometimes you just have to.

Music

Modulates the tao carrier wave that flows

Through every cell of my brain.

These rhythms, intervals and rhymes

Are my life’s exclusive soundtrack.

“Dance as if

No one is watching.”

Yeah.

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