Brain Dance

An emotional and brain dance appeared to be fading away deep into the night. Frustrated hung around while worry smoked. Hope slow danced with peace while love and hate argued the past. The mind mentioned it was bored and would like to speak its self. The body bowed if only to humor. It had to shout “I want all emotions standing straight and looking my way. Fennigan’s on the prowl. He is stalking down the hall. Making a terrible noise and screaming at you all. The full moon is calling and to miss it we can not afford. Fennigan to Fenn let’s tear down the raging machine with its twisting judgment into darkness while believing the lies of evil beings. Let’s feed the poor and care for the old. Let not let one be lost from the fold. Let’s wrap each other in the Holy Ghost. Fennigan has taken within a lever pulled it forward out to a new level of obscene. He will litter the road full of wondrous debris. Torn open his path of following the Father. Having sliced through the ones that we were and the ones we weren't and that doesn't matter. The ones who waiver and those who wish they could scatter. All is held within this momentarily brain dance of Fenn and Fennigan. So with paper and with pen I jot it down again and again and again………………………
FenniganT 5/15/10