15 April 2008 - 5:13 pm

4/15/08

I am listening to the album
I just received
from the artist I saw
on Sunday night,
his voice ringing in my ears,
his deep inner feelings and stories
revealed

-whether really he
or a persona,
it is still intimate-

when the phone rings
and he tells me he is back
in town and ready to relax,
and I am welcome to come
visit.

Disconcerting.

Both a stranger
and somehow not,
I shall not let
my pretend familiarity
get in the way
of getting to know him
in actuality.

Well, try at least.

And I need to let the caffeine
buzz
dissipate.
Thank god it as at least
a half hour drive to get
to his hotel.

Maybe I will be normal
again
by then.

Otherwise, my brain is
racing
and likewise my tongue
will be too.