Musings Before Going Out On A Wednesday Night (#3)

Sometimes, I wonder
if the people chasing highs
and poundinng shots
are stuck
with a gray brain,
missing the flashes
of light
and color
and depth
that whistle together
in groups
of swaying songs
and wistful memories
floating carelessly along
until something
more technicolor
hypnotizes the senses,
eyes closed, deep breath–

and for just a moment
you’re all there,
all on,
all here

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