Wednesday, April 5, 2017

the fan

the woman behind you,
where you
sit at the concert
sings every song
as loud as she can. she's a fan.
she's a little drunk,
a little
woozy, but she knows
all the words.
she's dancing too, having
a good time
as the band plays in front,
on stage.
you wish that someone
would throw
a net on her an drag
her out.
but no.
she's a paid customer,
she's having fun,
and she's a loyal forever
she knows all the words.
she whistles with two
fingers in her mouth
when the music stops
and yells out the singer's
name. she says I love
you Jimmy. I love you.

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