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