are we having fun yet?

tuesday 26th march 2002 @ 22:27

in this eleusinian mystery i would be terpsichore dancing in the fire, shedding my clothes. setting free the tension in my shoulders and dreaming of you. in this dream my feet do not burn and blister from the flames. and it is my soul that they see dancing at midnight. i should allude to something stronger. a lunar power with a true heart.

i am left with only accidental colours to remind me. is it time yet to hang up my red shoes?