me and the little people
it happened
one night
last summer.
i feel asleep
in a fairy
rath, that is,
in the grass
in the park
on west 48th
and 9th
avenue. the
way it goes is
that if you
fall asleep in
one of these
raths and the
little ones
play their
music for
your dreams,
you live in
their
enchantment
for your
whole life,
losing all of
your own
human cares
and joys. any-
way, that's
what hap-
pened.
they played a
song for me
in my guitar
style, and, for
a moment
when i woke
up i was
indeed their
enchanted
prisoner.
but, there
is one way
out.
the stories
say that if
you become
entrapped
you can
break the
spell by
lulling the
fairies to
sleep before
you leave
the rath.
so that's
what i had to
do. i played
in their style,
wilder and
wilder. it
made them
dance until
they
dropped in
exhaustion.
i sneaked out
unenchanted
and am here
to tell you
about it.
honest
to god,
it's true.
(loren mazzacane connors)