today, your sign was handed to you.

in an envelope, wrapped up was the
escape route. its your map of the world
ahead, with certain destinations and
check points. spacing your time for
someone, and spreading connections
in the least expectant places. if that
entitles dancing, in any form or
fashion, let it be. with my red heels,
take me into the street and dance
with me. this image of finished
paintings with pretty girls and shiny
faces is predictable yet I'm aware
of what I'm about to do.