You ever feel that?
Pangs of nostalgia for the times where you burned
with youth and passion and whatever it was?
When just being alive caused you to sweat?
There were bright lights mixing into dark and mysterious skies,
and you yelled through giant smiles
“we” owned the night.
It was music,
talk of the future
and peace in the world
and just fucking fire fire fire fire fire fuck it all.
tears in my face
“we’ll never see the motherfucking fascist dawn!”