still at it

the band is tight.
they've been playing for years,
decades.
the old album cover shows them all
with long
hair
and thin faces.
guitars in hand. you know
every song by heart.
their voices though
have lost
the range. which is understandable
at seventy.
some are grey and bald,
but holding on to a long
pony tail
that dangles
down the back of their sequined
shirts.
still it's a good show.
one that brings back
memories of your
own youth,
playing drums on the dashboard
of your friend's
mother's car
on a Saturday night.