Poem - The Burn
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About
The Burn
I see the desert wide and mountains high,
I see the blanket sky at night.
I see silhouettes engulfed in dust,
Against rays of bright spotlights.
I see shirtless men in dusk masks,
I see women in very tight pants.
I hear the sounds of music with great deep beats.
That makes me want to dance.
I see a naked family exiting a van,
Perhaps you've now guessed where I am.
If the desert and nudity were not a giveaway,
It's my first night at burning man.
The kicker is coming up,
It's the part that's not so great.
We've been stuck for hours in gridlock traffic,
We're not even at the f*cking gate!
-- by Andrew Noske
Inspiration
Yes indeed, I wrote this poem in 2017 in traffic, waiting for my first Burning man experience to begin. Some people say the traffic is part of the experience. Hahaha.
