Little surprises

I was fortunate enough to make it to one of my favorite bands last night; Over the Rhine was playing at Blueberry Hill. As they promised, it was an evening of acoustic music and conversation. Marc even got a nod from Karen after saying a clever remark just loud enough.

This piece got started there.

Friday Night Show

I was listening closely, trying to take it all in and hold on for a little while.
I was having a fantastic time, just hanging out and not thinking too much about all those other things
Kids
Dog
House
Car
Life
It was an oasis of present tense.

And then the music went deeper, took me with it.
Made me remember those things that have been so on my mind lately and as easily as inhaling
I thought of watching my skin open just a little, to let some of the poison out.
It's been a long time since I thought of that.
It made me thirsty for something salty and intense and real.
Before I made a conscious decision to drink water instead my imagination went there and took a nice long drink.
The music cut some emotional scab free and it hurt in that sweet hurt kind of a way, as if the cast has come off, leaving weakness and freedom.
It was amazing to find that kind of blood-letting catharsis hiding in my head just waiting for the right call to come in.

I've been carrying around this stuff inside of me wondering how to let it go and go forth and
Be strong.
A little music spoke to my soul.

*I'm not real thrilled with the ending, but I'm not sure how to 'fix' it either. Maybe something will come to me. If it does, I'll revise it later.