When I entered into the Art Exhibition.
To buy furniture -- that was my goal --
In the newest- newest style.
There were chairs made out of human bodies
And even out of naked women,
There were books that were tables,
In the place of music stands there were octopuses,
Instead of lamps there were fire tongs,
Instead of footstools there were boa-constrictors
K.T. [Kory Towska
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
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