Spirit

She looked at me and did the bossa nova
I smiled at her and then just walked away
then the lights came on and it was over
to my surprise, she wasn't a girl at all
so I packed it up and took to a rock show...
where you can feel the pulse getting stronger
& you can only hear the beat for so long
I asked if there was any way to stop it
No, he said, just smile and act as if...
you worship the very ground on which they walk on...
no way
a temporary absence of gesture
a hidden meaning known to everyone
a slight misconception of leisure
don't see how that could hurt anyone... I know... but
spirit, excellence, further down the road,
these are the tools you'll need further down the road.
so lets pack it up and take it somewhere special...
from a quintessential, existential nightmare
to a sanctuary waiting in the sun