EIGHT19.01.2016
you are dancing around a fire in the middle of a hotel room on the twentieth floor, you are dancing with your arms stretched towards the sky, smile wicked and wild, the flames are making you weak, they are nestling on the sides of your calf and on your chin but you dance, you go round and round. someone told you that today is the day when you summon those who lurk, so you have decided to summon me, and i do come, walk in all sleek and pink, and i am appalled by the way in which you speak of me. i let my hair fall out of its pined-up braid, take your hand and we are both dancing still, eyes lit up with mischief, where my elbows bump into your stomach and you trip over my feet and our voices are louder still than our panting lungs. we dance and we sing
you are dancing around a fire in the middle of a hotel room on the twentieth floor, you are dancing with your arms stretched towards the sky, smile wicked and wild, the flames are making you weak, they are nestling on the sides of your calf and on your chin but you dance, you go round and round. someone told you that today is the day when you summon those who lurk, so you have decided to summon me, and i do come, walk in all sleek and pink, and i am appalled by the way in which you speak of me. i let my hair fall out of its pined-up braid, take your hand and we are both dancing still, eyes lit up with mischief, where my elbows bump into your stomach and you trip over my feet and our voices are louder still than our panting lungs. we dance and we sing