The steady beat of a heart unseen
Give rapid pulse of shy ivory
Sinking down quiescent
Last dream of departed sun
Quick breathe held
Pains grasping hand reaching
Sleep soundly now
Now done with seeking
Fear’s choice made mock
Slow path agonizing set to rot
Soft strains of Danse
Fading
1 open a every day of the week private goth club, make it the anchor of every goth and industrial bands tour, open 24 hours a day
2. Open a dungeon and a members only dungeon. Invite Dom’s and Sub’s in for demonstrations and classes.
3. Buy a radio station, staff it with the Cemetery Confessions people
4. Start a defense contractor business (thought it was gonna be all goth stuff, didn’t you)
5. Buy a few elections
This is all stuff I want, sure there are other things that I would do but they are boring and so standard they are not worth mentioning.
Music drifts across the room
Great clouds of notes jumbled
Mingling into a storm of minor arpeggios
Thunder of the bass drum
Rolling, a river, a torrent
A voice rising up
Clear of the chaos
Words just out of reach
Sounding like heartbreak
Another voice
And another
A chorus of hearts blood
Pouring across the hard packed earth
Bouncing and trembling
Waves crashing over, into
Then
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Silence so deafening
Only my blood rushing in my ears
The steady thump of arterial spray
Pelgris 