With a rope as an ornament about the neck the debased dancer leaves a scaffold splintered by use. A short drop cuts the quickened inhalation of a perversion expressed. Unfolded from the ends of his spine his body blushing like a rose in bloom. Sun-stroke muscles straining, reaching, further for the emetic thrust. Starry visions of his body made into a glittering pulp that pulses and floods itself with a warm and slippery froth.