Metal

In chaos there is electricity
when the lights dim
my eyes drift closed
intentionally, as the double kick drum hit me perfectly deep
in the middle of my chest.

We share moments of collective bliss
laughter erupts from inside my belly
without my consent
For a moment between the pressure
and the pain.

I’m the girl in the pit
drenched in other people’s sweat
pressed against a bolted metal fence
waves of pressure break against my back 

boots attached to bodies soar
past me and are ripped gleefully
from their broken surf.

Nose wrinkled joy
refelected in mirrored faces
joined by drum, bass,
and electric guitar…
This is metal to me

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The Pit

angeline with fu manchuI’m not the girl
who sways majestically in time
With stage light reflecting 
her careful costumed appearance
a filtered queen of the night
I envy her effort and her awareness
as the lights dim.

For a moment I let my eyes close
carefully as the drums hit me perfectly
deep in the middle of my chest
and I am free
floating on the melodies
ripped from the amps of the bassist
smiling right in front of me
laughter erupts from inside my belly
without my consent this is bliss

For a moment between the pressure
and the pain.

I’m the girl in the pit
drenched in other people’s sweat
pressed against a bolted metal fence
waves of pressure break against my back
while boots attached to bodies sail over me
but I know when to avoid the boot
I can feel it coming as security pushes in
to gleefully rip the roaring kid victorious
from their broken surf.

I don’t see that girl again
but for some reason
she stays with me.