Member Rara Avis
Inside my chest, I feeeel the bass
drum calling to me. Must be a good
band tonight. Foot stomps on the
brake, s-c-r-e-e-c-h . . .
I slip out of the ' 69 SS, my brother's
first love; quickly becoming my own.
He greets me at the door. I knew he
would be here. He always knows when
I am coming. Silence says everything.
Hand extended, he leads me past the crowds.
I am home again.
Moving forward, alone, I look to my left
and smile. A nod of his head tells me I
will be here for quite a bit. A wave of
hand motions for me to come over.
Beautiful, blue sea shining through the
haze for me; I nod back and forge ahead.
The sign on the wall reads:
Fear not, my child
I know ye well
You believe in thyself
not Heaven nor Hell
Take a seat to the side
for this will not take long,
Open your soul
and I shall send you a song.
I smile, look around me and take a seat, awaiting the next show . . .
Seven people breathe up there
*smile* I'll never tell
[This message has been edited by littlewing (07-21-2003 11:10 AM).]