cacophony of sax and trumpet
waft through the air
like a wonderful smell,
but pleasant to the ears.
steady hum of life,
a slight buzzing, vibrations
that reach inside you,
like an oscillating soul.
involuntary tap of the feet,
wagging of the hand
to the beat of the music,
the succinct syncopation.
i stop where i am and look;
i see inebriation, but also
a kind of willful bliss,
for which ignorance is not to blame.
indeed, some people come here
and can simply 'get' it.
while i'm all for new experiences,
i'm not sure yet if i'm one of them.
No comments:
Post a Comment