5.10.2000

Oh, dance, Ph, dance!
Dance till your heart bursts in flames and you'll be free.

Do you remember how you said you would send a car for me, to fetch me to the vast library which we thought was heaven? Do you remember?

Even if my eyes flame tonight, and my heart burns and I flicker and change and morph, maybe you'll remember. Maybe you'll see me dance in your dreams, as I see you in mine.

How could I let go of you, forget you? You set me on fire, you set me to life. You and your gentle words and I danced like I had never danced before. Wild and torn and painful. Free and dead and alive.

What I was then I am not today.

But I will not forget.