Flame bearing firewalker
entering my dreams-
clad in leather garments-
clinging, revealing every seam so as to
be seen more fully naked for the clothing
which accentuates-
each rivulet of sweat beading in hair and dripping
down cheeks-

Intensity of jugglers set rhythmically to flame-

Dance for the man-
Dance while he burns-
Chant for the man as the crowd turns tight and
presses in to release life in strong thrown gestures-

Man made lightning striking-
heart burning-
rib cage slowly oscillating swing while we all
climb aboard-
drums banging into the night next to laser lit
streaming silk cocoon and the wind restructuring
environs to its will-

Invite me back barren plain- invite me back to dream-

Welcome Home.

by Andy Taylor

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Tales from the Playa

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