Governor’s Ball Music Festival 2017

Last weekend my feet

flattened grass until it became

a stage. I stretched my mouth open

to sing, swallowed a butterfly and then

fluttered by a crowd of smushed toes

and smiley lucid minds.


I found myself inside a crystal ball

where some sort of strange disc jockey

with a mask for a face

pulled the sadness out of me and

used it to tie my arms to the sky.

synthetic LED screens painted

constellations across a smoky

skyline and you and I spun

until we were dizzy with a

laughter that made us come undone.


to the sound of a mandolin,

we watched the sky and earth melt

into one.

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