We present this work in honor of the Japanese holiday, Autumnal Equinox Day.
If you give me ten cups of King of Kings to drink
I shall throw you a kiss
ah, what a pitiful waitress I am.
Outside the blue window, rain falls like drops of cut glass
under the light of the lantern
all has turned to wine.
Is Revolution the wind blowing north…?
I’ve spilled the wine
opening my red mouth over the spill on the table
I belch fire.
Shall I dance in my blue apron?
“Golden Wedding,” or “Caravan”
tonight’s dance music….
Still three more cups to go
How’m I doing? you ask
I’m just fine
although I’m a nice girl
a really nice girl
I scatter my feelings
generously like cut flowers
among petty pigs of men.
Ah, is Revolution the wind blowing north…”