Wednesday, 22 September 2010
The Mists of Roxy
it was night time. we were in the a field surrounded by a circle of redwood trees. it was cool and misty. we were wading in mineral hot spring. i was wearing orange bathing suit bottoms and no top. i was floating on m back staring up at the stars. a waft of sage lavender and mint filled the air. i heard people approaching. leaning over the spring... came a fury hat on the head of a bearded face. then another fury face and another. they were wearig plaid shirts. some how i put it together that i was surrounded by a clan of fury rockstars. my boyfriend asked me if i was going to put a shirt on. i didnt see the point...why cover up? he said he appreciated my ability to be myself. then we were at the concert side of stage ... through the mists i saw an old friend standing direct in my view. she is one of my favourite dancers. i ran over and pounced on her. we danced the nigt away. i love you liberty. who were the fury rockstars?