Saturday, 9 June 2007

RELAXING PLACES

There's a piano standing still and red velvet curtains hang to the floor, a marble black clock with gold and silver cupids on. A women comes in dressed in a flamenco dress, and sits at the piano and Veronica plays an opera number. I can feel myself warm and sinking into the chair. I stretch out my arm and my feet and want to stand up to dance. The striking of the clock spoiling the atmosphere.
Someone from a group comes in dressed in red and gold women and men in their tuxedos and and white waistcoats, knee boots, breeches and tassle hanging down, as a cumberband, they start dancing around and I can hardly see pianists, also they are smoking pipes those not in the dance, The smell is wafting in the air circling around gorgeous fish tank with a cat fish in. and goldfish in. A mans come from the corner room from behind a curtain carrying a tambourine, children coming in chatting told to be quiet. Its the quiet room. But my friend arrives cracking his fingers to music as he is showing me new music he liked as a child, he coughs and sneezes and the silence is broken, and the quietness and silence is broken.

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