Monday, September 5, 2011

guru of death...

all i do is dance, dance, and dance.
to perpetuate the memories,
to keep their fire kindled.
my home is the ashram
at the gates of eternity
and that you are even 
glimpsing this
vision in a dream
means that you are being warned
that one day soon,
you will be blessed by meeting me.
i will festoon you with garlands
of your most mysterious favorite flowers
and whisper secrets that you have not remembered
since you were three years old.
and then we will dance.
we will dance, dance and dance
until all of your past is but 
a blur and your memories
of your pained flesh
ignite into flame.
i am your guru
of death and
you will 
bow to

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