Sunday, November 11, 2007

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may
girl with a pearl earring vermeer
Gustav Klimt Kiss painting
Head of Christ He raised his head and let out a long, pitiful howl that carried through the entiremountain of iron and sand up to the infinitely patient sky. The throne room was quiet, dark, and empty as right filled its littered corners.Blood, wine, and saliva stained the floor, shreds of tattered clothing hung from thefixtures, unconscious bodies curled under broken furniture. The party was over. A dark figure moved silently among the shadows, pausing behind a column here,a statue there. He made his way stealthily along the perimeter of the room, steppingonce over a snoring Yak Face. He never made a sound. This was Boushh, thebounty hunter. He reached the curtained alcove beside which the slab that was Han Solo hungsuspended by a force field on the wall. Boushh looked around furtively, then flippeda switch near the side of the carbonite coffin. The humming of the force field wounddown, and the heavy monolith slowly lowered to the floor.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may"

Anonymous said...

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may"

Anonymous said...

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may"