CONCERT
Sometimes, at some concerts,
the music squeezes itself into
every inch of the crowd - people
leaning into each
other - eyes
closed, laughing, smiling, toes
tapping, fingers drumming, lips
mouthing the words of the songs.
Now that’s a concert. Now that’s
what I want everyone to feel in
church - when it’s time for me
to have my final Mass - but I’m
Catholic, so I can only dream -
but relax because
I’ll be dead.
© Andy Costello, Reflections
2019
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