The damaged brains
get damaged
by the intoxicating
substance
of music.
Don’t explain it.
Just vibrate.
What was so damaged
that needs head banging
to repair it?
It will travel
through your veins
at the speed
of death.
The metallic string
of a guitar
will inject it.
The beating
of drums
will pump it.
We’re brothers
tonight,
we’re lovers.
Our bodies
jump together,
swim together
ride together
the warm wave
of the crowd.
I drink your
youthful sweat.
I smell your
worshipping breath
as we worship together,
die together.
Feel the damage
it’s been
done to us.
Our cracked
genetic code
produces
malfunctioning
neurons.
Only music,
that power vitamin,
that catalyser,
can fix us.
Music,
the intoxicating
substance
of life.
A Brief Life 