Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Poem 10 or The Band

There goes the crowd
Cheering and jiving
Hearing and diving

The band plays
Loud and energetic
Proud and

I'm standing in the sway
Swaying with the sound
Taking in the experience

The moment when we
Together, as one
Defy gravity and

Give back into its grasp
Playing so fast
Like their last

One last breath before
They're out of sight and
Out of mind

Make the most of the air
'Cause it's quickly going bad
From our collective breathing

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