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mardi gras.

mardi gras. around three. two oclock. we were in a warehouse. drums playing. people everywhere. on water pipes near the ceiling. sitting on rungs on ladders. on various ledges. sitting in the windows ten feet from the floor. on stage. drums. two dominatrix. piercing a labia. or other. whipping. then. a band. nipple. with guitars. fake blood. okay. finally. drums. crash worship. everywhere. drums. people dancing. no shirts. some. no pants. just a loincloth. male. female. no difference. dancing. and then i saw the fire everyone was dancing about. in a metal washtub. as people kicked it around. dancing around. bowing down. to the fire. fire crackers exploding. here. there. under your feet. hands reaching into the fire. screams. drums. whistles. then movement. around the fire. in a circle. dancing. screaming. flesh against flesh. searing almost. sweat mixing sweat. dance. worship the fire. man. tall. wearing a dunce cap. other strange garments. as he moves through the crowd swinging a ball of fire. some. jump over it like in that jump rope game. back away. later. as people dance against each other. flesh against flesh. the wine is passed around. poured on people. man going around giving people drinks. stage. what stage. then everyone on their knees. as a woman holds her hands out over the fire. waves them about. says an incantation. everyone bows to the fire. then back. all the way. everyone lying on everyone else. head on stomach. in arms. people smile. joke. talk. above the drums. everyone lying on each other. then people. wearing loin cloths. rolling over the bodies below. we use our hands and hold him up. staring at tattoos. pushing him there. here. another person. as they swim the people. people gone. people standing up again. the drums take hold again. people dance. a man lights a rocket on the fire. hold onto it. as it screams. screeching whistle. drums. on stage. everyone dancing. people playing drums. not band members. some. audience. band. no distinction. as some band enters audience. audience rising to the stage playing drums while people dance. rocks thrown into fire. man pouring in lighter fluid. dance. dance. drums. slowly the crowd thins. day breaks through the windows. it is no longer dark in this building. i rise up to a ladder and watch the dance below. everywhere. then dancing. thinner. more room. wild. grab someone. start spinning. finally clean up. stuff thrown into fire. van loading up. the drums play on. some people have fallen asleep. but the drums so loud pounding. finally stop. no. stop. no. six or seven times the band tries to stop. but the audience plays on. or the band. the drums continue. and finally when there is only one drummer left. when he tires. does the music stop. it is over. it is morning. this is crash worship. and mardi gras day has begun.


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