Rave

[ajcohen613]

October 30th, 2010
Daly City, California

Tonight,
we’re dancing
dressed as our dreams
to remember who we are
after a long week of cookie-cutting.
The electric bill is paid,
but we have dues to pay to Hedone!
Green hands grab purple hips,
teal lips kiss a pink neck;
each sensation summons a smile or a seizure.
The moon is the president, the pope,
our mother, our father,
distraction, reminder.
A voluptuous Dora the Explorer
just slipped something into my $6 Aquafina
and I can’t bring myself to hate her for it.
The walls are dripping sweat,
two Chinese schoolgirls are kissing ferociously
in between a shared Newport,
a skeleton in a chain-link t-shirt
is wondering if I have any coke for sale,
someone’s dad just bought a $12 Heineken
for a girl scout.
The men’s bathroom
functions as a nighttime confessional
for those high enough to tell the truth
and no one in the stalls
are surprised at what they hear.
Hell has no demons;
they’re all dancing in the Cow Palace!
Tomorrow may bring an array of plagues
and we might deserve damnation,
but tonight,
God isn’t dancing.