Brief Enounter

"A spider wanders aimlessly within the warmth of a shadow,
Not the regal creature of border caves,
But the poor, misguided, directionless
Familiar of some obscure Scottish poet
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The mist crawls from the canal
Like some primordial phantom of romance
To curl, under a cascade of neon pollen.
While I sit tied to the phone like an expectant father.
Your carnation will rot in a vase. (...)"
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- Marillion -
(Brief Enounter; Bitter Suite; Misplaced Childhood)

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"Tood Downey thought that a woman who could steal your love when your love was really all you have was not much of a woman. Therefore, he decided to kill her. (...)"
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- Stephen King -
(Secret Window, Secret Garden)