Wednesday, April 5, 2017

The concert

People there
Following strings they don’t understand
Swaying to beats they cannot hear
Like they have to pee
Standing in place for so long

But I was never on stage for you
I was just the wind
Carrying a familiar scent
For the homesick
The out of place
The remembered

Only a few felt the raindrops

©04.05.2017 ebn

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