skirt

I'm still on this song this song two years later. I've been thinking about this line from it for the last week:

"Hike up your skirt a little more and show the world to me."

and have decided it pretty much says it all. It's all the mysticism I need. It's all the poetry I need. It's all the religion I need. It's all the philosophy I need. Skirts say so much. Skirts are great for so much: to be able to squat and piss easily even in public, good for circulation and ventilation, for elimination of underwear, for quick flashes or fucks.

The line says that what's underneath a skirt is the world. I agree. It's the whole point - it's what we've all come out of and what we all want to get back into, in one mystical or metaphorical or practical way. It's the constant peer, the thrill of a peak, the best stage in town. It's the big reveal, the wild space, the jungle, the Bermuda Triangle, the horror show, the house of mirrors, what's known and what's mystery. It's what to run away from. It's awful, in the Biblical sense.

This is the key that Dave Matthews hits upon: to be a devotee, a lover, a desirer of what is underneath the hemline, the folds, the drapes, the veil, the big V is to understand God, life, art, religion, love, life, death, dogs and cats, like boys sniffing out their first pussy.