Clothes pegs, in a line, on a line.
Little dancing people, moving to and fro, backwards, and forwards, this way and that.
Elegant and charming, graceful in silk shawls from a spider, a hundred dew-drop diamonds on every inch of the soft woven stitch, an intricate design from Arachne’s weave. They dance in a cool morning breeze, in shades of green, violet, and blue, all shapes, colours, sizes, tight metal corsets keeping them together!
A mixture of life, a gathering of dance, the pristine sequence of the line dance, in order and in time, immaculate precision, bodies entwined on a thin clear line.
lying on wet grass,
looking into the big blue,
gentle, boozy breeze.