BLACK MELBA
'On a hill, under the castle
keep, a butcher chased after
a pig. Another man with a
bloody apron ran his hand
along a cow's spine.'
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I thought those were pretty
vivid words to make an
ancient scene. What have
we here? Another world
of time, or just something
in between?
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The blinking, and the
forgetting. The raging,
and the calm. The
being, and the dream.
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