Friday, September 26, 2008
The Subtle Prince's Subtle Path
And there he sat, alone, before the bar on a street,
pints in his stomach and tears in his eyes
reading surprised some one could understand and speak
so soft and iridescently of such things.
he could under stand himself
and why prometheus would have to endure such torment
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