I didn't listen to disco
I listened to headers
barking
crackling
snarling, spitting thunder under streetlamps
shaking the pavement
the sound like a live thing

I listened to tires that moaned like banshees
brakestands under white thick clouds of tiresmoke
the smell.....
twenty years later still quickens my pulse

I listened to shouts
as I spit blood on the asphalt
while the gravel bit at my skin through leather and denim
I listened to the ringing in my ears from fistfights in parking lots

I didn't listen to the BeeGees
I listened to different music
 

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