nostalgia carries
sound and scent
you remember
how it felt
where it went

nicotine, acetylene
burning youth
passion screamed
hair spiked up
with shaving cream

ripped T-shirt
tattered jeans
ear-splitting music
filled the space
in between

power in the lyric
purpose in
the voice
conformity never
was a choice

nights lasted longer
remember how
we danced
history never gets
another chance

© 2017 j.g. lewis

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