laser

I want to get to that place
that sweetspot where I'm
drunk on music

halfway between tipsy and
passing out

trailing light from

crushed up glass
as the disco-balled
past splinters
from the lightshine

remember
awash in that ocean of
sound

bottomless abyss of
nerves and
joy.




god I feel bad for people who don't dance.  My dad doesn't even like music

(so how could I possibly listen to his advice on who I should and (mostly) shouldn't marry?)