Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Destroyer's Rubies II: Citizens on Patrol

In the comments to the post below, Alicia hipped us to Bejar-o-matic. I will never get work done again.

You get nuggets of lyrical science such as:

What specifically about me made you choose to occupy the most absent stage of beauty, so innocuous, so complete and so sweet?

Maybe I should have sworn not to be born of this wretched glove too soon. But a dragon needs room to run.

Jennifer, your halter top: a consecrated altarBut I've wrung my hands and knees in shame there one too many times

What fun.

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