the_concert squint veins lit up the singer fondles the mic kama sutra with the equipment and curly wavy messy blonde hair hangs in front of his eyes veiling a sharp gaze and I'm lucky to look so loud I'm lucky to be right in front of him and he reaches his hand out as if he were some god assuming I'd die to touch it and I do and he smiles hands me a pick and stops me from all movement and understanding as somehow I am lost from his contact staring still as the music warps the air around me heavy with buckets of rain. He says his next CD is entitled 'youth' and he looks at me wrapped in my age. and i look at him and laugh... I dedicate my smile to the moment. 020817 ... kerry beautious. 020817 what's it to you? who go blather from