I watched Lukas Nelson do it
Jimmy Hendrix style
with his teeth; you know…
through the purple haze
of friendship and music
where my mind wonders and goes
to the past: happiness and love.
And the snowflakes float over us
like the music; beat by beat.
Sometimes a moment comes
and it overwhelms, the movement
of life: complex, yet simple.
The energy from the crowd
pulsing bass, radiating heat.
And Dylan, too, sang the lyrics
don’t give up on me
those words we all wish for.
We can’t quit now.
The snow continues to fall,
and the deep neon lights
shine over the closest friends;
the ones you stand behind, as
an aura of joy and appreciation
swirls around me and settles in
during those snow daze.
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cowritten with guest author Kenny Warner
