The Secret Trigger
Some tiny event or motion that looks almost normal.
Every festival crowd.
She has held back Her hand so we waited.
A secret excitement swells in us
as we hear the murmur swirl around through the people.
Is this the time? Will She release the wild?
Every time till now She has turned her back at the instant.
This time too? Or will we be let go?
They called it a Dionysiac frenzy.
We are ready to call it the revolution.
It lies in wait among us at all the rock shows.
It may not be this time but at the right time
we will all get naked and run through the streets
pulling off people's clothes.
They will discover in seconds what life is and run with us.
Rock 'n' roll played outdoors is dangerous to the creeps.
Did you feel the tiny sneaky feeling
that this show could go on forever, that there's no reason to stop?
You tuned in.
That's our channel, the band of wild humans.
Don't believe in us, we don't want you pointing at us.
You can rehearse for the revolutionary second with us.
Listen to the echoes crashing from silence.
You will receive detailed instructions on that frequency.
You can hear our coordination signals on your mental radio.
When the instant comes, you will know just what to do.
When you're sure it's time, don't wait to be sure you're sure.
At some time we will all get naked and run and the music will
never stop.
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