It's coming to meet me in order to smother me,
but first to take my last-born, she capered
like a fawn at the tinsel knee.
I didn't stand a chance, nor anything, she was
gone to it, and would I be here to witness the pay-out
when it came?
All Hell turned out to watch me be broken
--R Skogsberg
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Kulture
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