|2003-05-16 - 3:29 p.m.
oh revolutionary night fascist, you rule the tides of earth and inner clocks. you sit so quiet, all the while you moving masses. how i adore you. and dancing around you hide from him but his bending arms can not resist you. and you defy, transparent and red. then you inflate like a cue ball popping through evening pockets. you reigned as a star and continued to pull us together. you are a silent spectacle.