giovedì 31 dicembre 2009

The Love Song Of The Every-Wednesday Reader

Let us go then, you and I,
For the sixth issue of Blackest Night is nigh
And we’ve been about as patient as we’re able;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
We muttering entreats
Of fantasies depicted in panels
And lurid stories they are wont to tell:
Never mind the sometimes tedious arguments
Or mercenary intent;
Which leads us to an overwhelming question [...] http://tinyurl.com/ygtzuxc

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