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Postcards from the Asylum Quotes
Postcards from the Asylum
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Postcards from the Asylum Quotes
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“When the Nightingales
turn out the light
and the dark,
dressed for the opera,
begins its smothering,
I summon my guard dog.
I fashion the fierce shape of him
with fingers and thumbs,
and leash him to the wall.
The moon strokes his dew claws.
He gets me through
another long
Kubrick night.”
― Postcards from the Asylum
turn out the light
and the dark,
dressed for the opera,
begins its smothering,
I summon my guard dog.
I fashion the fierce shape of him
with fingers and thumbs,
and leash him to the wall.
The moon strokes his dew claws.
He gets me through
another long
Kubrick night.”
― Postcards from the Asylum
