Thursday, February 22, 2007

Dancer 4 of 7

Hooked on fiery barbs of morning star,
See me dance!
A whirling wrathful waltz,
Dancing to fallen strings,
Swirling twirls and rotational traversing,
Dancing till I drop,
No forgiveness from me,
Then I’ll pay the piper,
Arms and legs pulled asunder,
Screaming a different dance for eternity.

6 comments:

etain_lavena said...

fark this is some gud gud gud....stuff, love how it ends the same way, like you are training us to dance to the piper....hum?

Inconsequential said...

we all pay the piper one day.

etain_lavena said...

I aint paying no one......have you seen how fast I run....forest can kiss my hinnie:)

Pod said...

hinnie?
:0/

Inconsequential said...

think it's another word for bottom :)

etain_lavena said...

yes in you are right In....just didnt want to be unlady like you know....hihihihih:)