Crystal Love

She wants a little drama in her blood (just a sniff) she receives it, then she dances through her liquid world, intensified by the drama in her mind [Flashback] Golden Gate Park (her idea of a posh address) was the scene of the drama of her taking shallow breaths, as she awaited peace- the sleep that eluded the girl that danced with crystal love scotch on the rocks sipped from a mason jar failed to soothe forty Xanax she thought, might do the trick, trim the weeds of drama strangling her brain finally, she slipped into a dreamless sleep Later, she was rescued, her body purged of poison and bundled on to a plane soaring back to Virginia [End of Flashback] It is late flashing colored lights dazzle her eyes a booming techno throb moves her feet her partner in this dance is crystal love who shakes and twirls her stoplessly through a moment that feels like forever till it's over Now, she is brittle, a china girl cracking a tremble finds her hands, then rolls through her, to grip arms legs head body and she is shattered the pieces of her strewn on a grimy, sticky floor no-one there to pick her up; her glassy-eyed companions all dance with crystal love She has a little drama in her blood and a voiceless scream burbles forth from her throbbing head- cutting through the fog inside her mind one thought razors through she needs someone to mend her bleeding brain Written January 8th, 2002 © on Jan 08 2002 07:05 AM PST   10 • 0