Time stands still in Belsize Park
Mothers marvel at their model’s smiling grace, and they fall into peace
Bourgeois etiquette, Beauty measured, and the children’s progress
Successful trappings tap my circuitry and I wur more efficiently!
In the evening I convene in a large ornate South London church with many women more like me
Chairs removed and beats building I let go with them
Merging our chaos, rolling our hips against one another and howling on the altar
Tonight the Goddess culture brings us closer
We release all sorts of anguish and connect with eyes and movement
I feel a feminine frenzy sweeping and a witchy wailing unearthed
Filled with love for womenfolk, and this ecstatic dance is spun by all us here