Sweat Pours From Everywhere

Heat coming down. Really too hot for this.

Outside it's the opposite. Freezing.

So when you come inside it's overwhelming. Feels feverish.

You can sense the crowd pressing forward.

Wanting. Needing. Moving as one.

The sound is ragged. Not as deliberate as some might want.

But through it all is the feeling.

Years later the details will fade.

But you'll remember the passion. And the sweat.

Pouring down from everywhere.