Saturday, September 02, 2006

Ahhh To Wake, Perchance To Live . . .

The Return Of The Black Dog


How shall we be at last,

life without memory, future without past?

By small degrees, by small indiscretions, by small betrayals.

The agency ringing with myriad and subtle details.

And quivering with terrible stratagems pursue.

With embracing limbs of fleshy slumber ensue.

Limply lay we down to repose in the soporific place.

Our dreams to fall insensible and we deign to self efface.




Due to circumstances beyond our control Litotes The Clown is extemporaneously unavailable.
- Mng



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    2Comments:

    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    You must be the first to hear so much of what my past week has been. I also miss the smiles.

    Monday, September 04, 2006 6:33:00 AM  
    Anonymous Anonymous said...

    People like you are the reason dictatorship has become sexy again.

    Friday, September 15, 2006 11:34:00 AM  

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