Felt a lil bit like 1998
At a theatre not entirely like this one.
When I was in on the best kept secret
How do you describe the sound of something pure?
They played hard.
They played fast.
The Drummer played with the pace of a sled driver
pushing a team of huskies down a frozen snow trail.
They played Desire Lines four songs into the set.
The music tightened my eyelids pushed my head towards the floor.
I felt a splash on my shirt and face at the song’s apex.
The mega ending with the soaring guitars weaving into each other.
Looked up and was annoyed;
not by the splash
but by the interruption:
Pulling me out of the music
Pulling me out of the moment
And pulling me out of myself.
And jealous of the bliss
on the drunk girl’s face,
Biting her lip, rocking out
with her long stringy hair twirling in her eyes,
as the beer kept spilling out her cup
down off the balcony onto the floor below her.
~Bob E. Freeman
Nuclear Polio Vaccination 