Dark theater, gentle applause
spreads from roof to balcony
beginning the Gig of the Decade
Janis Joplin at the Shrine,
all-electric, deafening wails
of agony and fury released
to storm the canyon, swell the creek
with memories: every rig hip-deep
in a frappé of clay, a daisy chain
of pickups and winches leapfrogging,
churning chocolate pudding
to the asphalt, warm woodstove
and loud whiskey replays
of how we learned the hard way.
Big Brother’s tuning-up
behind the black curtain,
yellow and green stage left
on the radar as we wait.
YouTube: ‘Maybe’
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