Sunlight Shakey
January 2nd, 2012
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A doo do doo. They are dancing. A woo wo woo. All the time. Faith and the crew. Oh, I’m sorry, Faith and the Crew are dancing the wild willy. Yes, they took off their clothes, and, yes, gave up their beliefs. So the wild willy goes. Faith does not lead, for the dance calls for followers. Faith without leading is naked Faith double-folded.
One, two, three, they all fall, like snakes, into a bucket lying on the floor. Chopped in half. Naked halves bleeding in circles.
You think that kind of thing is gross, but somewhere in the world right now are piles of murdered bodies. Many places in fact. Faith dances on their bodies, but does not dare speak out.