Monday, December 01, 2003

jostled by elves who said, salute or moan. orisons were sung by the group that did "Eye of the Tiger'. train crashed on buried rocks, the slanting indignity of captured atoms. later, a miserable thought concerning deaf someone on top of something. rain turns to snow. someone robs another one, while humming a nationalist tune. figments of imagination line up and ask the singer of the group that did "Eye of the Tiger" some highly personal questions. elves, meanwhile, dodge all queries. Walt Whitman becomes indignant. he likes to think of himself as a taproot. the elves seem imported. moments are spent considering the guitar face of the guitarist of the group that did "Eye of the Tiger". after which, the elves take over, helped by the aliens. friends, the next move is 'yours'.

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