Coachella

Imagine 70,000 faces staring straight at you
all worn out from heat exhaustion
and drugs and dehydration
it is the end of the day
time for their lullaby,
but they stick around,
staring on with their complex gazes,
anticipating some kind of mind altering experience.
And how did you get here?
How did you come to be able to gather so many people
in one place, at one time
just to watch and listen to
you
only you
you can't even see how many there are
but you know, they told you.
So you go on up there and do your little song and dance
and they love you, they want to be you
every expectation they had was surpassed
they still want more
but you have nothing more to give
so you thank them and you get paid
and you leave for the next city
and they leave
and everyone returns back to their everyday normal life routine
but you now hold a memory with them
something special that they can turn to when life gets dull
that allows them an escape