Darke Prose for Saturday, November 27, 2004

Saturday, November 27, 2004

twist the ring and hear me whimper

The Wedding March shall usher them in up the aisle, frozen in a tableau of expectation. Quiet, quiet, quiet; evermore like any sensible notion debated in the confines of the mind. Illusions as guest actors, prancing ponies and gelded authors chained to the doctrine of the master and the lash.... Sign in to see full entry.

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