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

me.