It’s 6 am
and sadness hits.
one memory
collides
with another
in a domino effect.
Births
collide
with deaths
collide
with lost friends
collide
with loneliness.
I miss the comfort,
the electricity,
of a live band
and hundreds
of bodies moving
in sync.
I turn my stereo
to max
but it doesn’t
replace the
feel
of the bass drum
in my chest.
So I cry instead.