Concerted Effort

I am going to a smallish rock concert tomorrow. I have no idea where it is. I have no idea who it is. I've met most of the people I'm going with just once. I don't even know if it's truly going to be on, or if it's been canceled. I'm told the rumors go both ways. I'm enormously happy! Not only to be going to a theoretically extant concert; but also with the general declaration of all concerned to go look for SOMETHING if the concert pans out. I wonder what we'll find...?

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so i'm watching friends and phoebe says
she doesn't believe in gravity. i like
that. buoyant but not bright
it falls in its own well.
i want to convert
and baptize myself in zero gee
stringing along my mass, i've birthed stars
in nebulae dancing. it may be pointless but
i'd have to say that in all my worlds
there is no sense of ross.