In the Pit - Poetry inspired by ee cummings

 In the Pit (i can't tell you)

i could tell you

like a battle

like a gang fight

maybe like an scrum

i could show you

the bruises 

the knots 

the stains, blood and beer

i could let you

smell last night’s 

shirt, shoes, jeans

my hair, my body

i could reel in a vid

posted by the band

by a fan or by

someone too tired out

but you have to know

even standing watching

is no way to know

there is only one way to know

put on your boots

lace them up good

wait for the beat to

whip it into a swirl

take one step closer

follow with a fist

take another step 

pump another fist

push your body

straight into the melee 

rage. stomp. jump.

twist. pump. rage.

there is only one way

you have to get in

you will be bounced

you will sweat

i can't tell you

but look at my face

see it in my heart

it is the best thing in the world