Never been so alone.
A sweltering sun.
The crowd, the crowd, the crowd.
I had never experienced anything like this.
The rhythm was everywhere.
A cold brewski was all I could think about.
Actually, that was all that I thought about in those days.
Well, I cried about Caryn.
We had migrated to Atlanta.
The curb didn’t give.
Poor Caryn did.
My soul crushed.
And yet here I was in 1991 with Chu.
Ready for a lineup to carry my woes away.
Dreams of fornication.
I had driven my ’87 Mustang.
Blue, wanting to be Smurf hue, but darker.
My little brother loved the beast.
I tried to keep it running.
The line up:
Siouxsie and the Banshees
Nine Inch Nails
Ice T & Body Count
I drank it all in.
My soul was filled for a stint.
Noise to fill the void.
Love for sure!