lines

i hadn't been in church for so long
i feared i would combust,begin
speaking in tongues of fire.but
we weren't there for god.you
were there for music,some
stolid irish slag,burl ives
for the 21st century.twas
a long way from tipperary but
i enjoyed the call-&-response
warm-up,a european attempt
at gospel.watching berliners
try to get down,heh.& you.
i enjoyed you.