i know why i am here
and somehow/somewhere along the way i gave into a fear
i have spent the last 3 hours listening/watching to live performances by Janis Joplin and The Doors
it screeches and it moans
it rambles and it spits
it is reflective. it is somber.
I am here to sing rock n roll songs
i am here to share my faults and anguish
through music. through song. through words and parables.
there is a pushing back from the ether when we find that one thing that can really fuck with the all of it
for me that is making time for routinely entertaining
for myself first and then with community
from one space to the next
time after time
i am not afraid
i can’t keep this Janis stardust in anymore