For people who give big people dirty looks when they dance:

If your ass was as big as your mouth, would you stay quiet like people expected you to when they walked all over it?

Would you let the words of others run rampant across your flesh, squeezing all of you out like a tube of toothpaste, only leaving your voice still buried in your frame?

Would you fill that skin with air and float to the sky, like disappearing lantern so you didn’t have to show light to darkness ever again?

Would you stay so married to the corner of the bar that you were a part of it and away from it all at the same time? 

Or would you dance?