Johnny Kielbasa’s Intergalactic Mothership of 21st Century Pudding Funk grips a facefull of spacetime and shoots through the fabric of reality to an audacious audio nebula that stretches from the soupy coagulate of the early universe to the molten plasma of the far future and straight back again into your earslots to power your drive, cardio, pizza party, and everything in between.
On the journey, we take a moment to remember those we’ve lost with poetry in motion:
The Afterglow of Tragedy
Here we sit
In the afterglow
Of tragedy
Yet again
Love
Teeters
As it should
Upon life’s definite precipice
Glorious in its paradox
Taken for granted
And ever-fleeting
Loss
Ominous in permanence
An indefatigable enemy
That we fight
And absorb
Nonetheless
And we
Among the embers
Commingle
Commiserate
Coerce
Conspire
Coagulate
Confide
Co-exist
Regardless
Irregardless
Irreverent
Weaving a requiem
Born
Of mutual history
Of mutual respect
Of mutual admiration
Of mutual dedication
And individual joy
And individual pain
We may not feel
That we have much
In times like these
Because in the wake
Of a wake
Of a fellow living being
Who lives no more
We are stripped
Of our armor
And our finery
And we sit here
Naked
In our devastation
And our glory
Together
Because we want to be
Because we have to be
For we are those that are left
Living
Laden with the love and memories
Of a lost friend
Together
In the afterglow of tragedy
Yet again
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