the season is over
the feeling is over
forcefully desperately
reliving moments through footage on phones
but
so much escapes a lens
even show bootlegs deny senses of the energy
the gravity
the dignity
of the band present
oohs ahhs cheers tears
gutural bass pumped drums
whimsical keys guitar screams
vocals stretched out and pulled in
right before breaking
reach range vibe
high
satisfied
seesaw thoughts
plotting
always plotting
for the next and the new
but
‘it’s been good it’s been fun and now we’re done’
echo through my mind like a cruel adult nursery rhyme
lost sleep
at work lurking for the next buzz
checking credit cards and bank accounts
how many more can I fit it
how many workdays to miss
a calculated concert scientist
expedia priceline rewards points
ten club stub hub ticketmaster bastards
headspin tailspin whirlwind
stop
reset recharge restart
leave it alone
fuckit
give in
let the concert games begin
in the abyss of bliss
I wander
don't look for me
you won’t find me
because I am never the same
again
Exhaustion. Relief. Completion.
life.
bills paid
work events projects
relationships family
seasons holidays
smiles tears laughter sadness
art culture playlists local bands
food chores spinclass
haircuts outbursts boxing
vacation sickness dancing
passion…
tap tap tap
on the instagram trap
new dates announced
new regions to explore
adventure understanding
fulfillment freedom
meet ups merch lines
sleep deprived
alive
reliving the new
like a fresh drunk
a first toke
a passionate pull
a soul full
