I had a Wanee Dream Last Night
I was there...with my mom and my kids...and we were camped out in some multi-use building (we were sleeping in the kitchen)...and I was frustrated because I didn't even know what the line-up was. I kept thinking "Damn, this isn't nearly as fun as last year".
I was sort of relieved when I woke up.
In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade and he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down and cut him till he cried out in his anger and his shame, "I am leaving, I am leaving"...
...But the fighter still remains.