Got to see Om tonight,
not quite what you'd think,
it’s like the notes we never notice in most music, a sort of missing link.
hard metal droning bass and pounding drums, Tibetan style chants,
100 people standing there motionless,
hardly like an early valentine,
more like a trance.
Hair bobbing softly, like seeing Slayer in slow mo,
Songs end, right where they start,
six organs of admittance and valet opening,
hour long moments, some louder parts.
All in all have to say it was a good night,
nothing beats a little music,
turns a little emptiness into buzzing ear drums,
thoughts that resemble a little shining light.

02/14/2009

Author's Note: A.. journal entry of sorts? I sometimes express my thoughts in poetry much better than in actual writing, or at least I hope I do. Comments welcome.

Posted on 02/14/2009
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