or

Some vague impression

Dear Dear,
I went to Bristol in another attempt
to go clear.
And again it didn’t happen
because it’s only good when
it’s scary.

Dear Dear,
I went all the way there
and back again
for the sake of something
I can’t explain
for the love of music and the
love of life.

All the way there
and all the way back again
for some vague impression
some sense of something
happening
just out of view.