Concert

We gaze The rock star serenades us With platitudes Neither near or far Though only attainable Appreciated By submission By admission That you will never be Never wander Never wonder For they've performed the Magic for us Catapulting rage into Sweetened sirens Alert Only to string us down the toxic path Of misty false alarms Yeah Our fists soar We're with them We're one We're them The cautionary whispers Lyrics to technicians Desperate for form Blow sullen, sticky tidings Caught Slurped Swallowed, not spit out For the glaze, the grandeur Coats our throats With lusty love Tingly, tangy, tortuous Love Shared among all, we Receptacles who vanquish Their minds, souls and ids Obliging Harmonic, aural orgies Prudence withheld For acceptance is aligned With the suspension Of societal diets Well-measured To trick us Trick all To believe that Scraping, scratching Toward maniacal horizons Somehow cannot be human Though they've never Once Flickered Abandoned The self To marvel Manifest Into a glorious whole. (1/20/04)