A Light Show /remembering the raver/ remember the raver with the lights? with the glow-sticks they juggled through their fingers? you saw them standing in front of hypnotized ravers, waving and spinning their sticks around awed eyes, in perfect sync with the pounding-beat, the grooving-melody. … you remember wondering, what the hell are they on? and when that eight minute song ended, the hypnotized party smiled deeply; they exchanged unheard appreciations, and went their separate ways. … you followed glow-sticks to a water cooler. you sat down as they drank their water and offered a compliment about their performance; and because you were more curious than conscious, you also asked, ‘was that person watching you tripping?’ “probably, I don’t know.” they said. ‘oh, you don’t know them?’ you asked, and with smiling eyes, you added; ‘are you tripping?’ they laughed. “no, I’m not. I’m just having a good time” which made you laugh too, and you said, ‘well - good for you, friend.’ M. L. Michael -8-29-9-
A Light show
remember the raver with the lights?
with the glow-sticks they juggled through their fingers?
you saw them standing in front of hypnotized ravers,
waving and spinning their sticks around awed eyes,
in perfect sync with the pounding-beat, the grooving-melody.[…]