Tuesday, July 31, 2012

B is for The Hand of Gordon (Act 7)

7.
And the hand of Gordon moved upon the waters of the bucket in the bathroom. Yesterday, when imagination was a young boy, he would spin the waters into a whirl. Seven times he spun. Then in the eye of it, he’d drop a marble, the bar of soap… whatsoever he carried in his hand, just to see the future. He smiled. Ah, those were the days! When imagination was young; before every thing was evil and he spun the waters, only to bathe...

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