Speakers
like BRICKS.
stacked
just two feet in front of me.
and OH when the
sound escaped them
it shook me,
as if it were in me.
It WAS in me.
BODY to body.
too many to count
musk and dust and we were
one for just one night
cause we all loved the same
thing.
PRESSED against the railing
we were in FRONT.
I swear when I screamed, he
looked.
he LOOKED.
every strum, true to the
lyric that followed.
and I prayed the night would never end.
Speakers like BRICKS.
and I never took my eyes off
him.
I LOVE VANCE JOY IM SO JEALOUS, AND I REALLY LIKE THE WAY YOU WROTE THIS POST!!!!! Ahhhhh soo good
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