We were chatting about an email who wrote what when… then the world split open when Marla said "enrobed." We saw the Prince sit down and take his iron scepter to shatter the nations and our mouths went dry with wonder. His lips widened, in the peace of a skilled oarsman floating down an ever widening river. The court trembled in anticipation the walls beat to the laughter that pulsed from the throne— it was an enchanting beat that unlocked the song of the celestial nymphs. The word was a trumpet blast ripping the fabric of time, a mysterious warp of space— oh we are but dust! Then the world was quickly knitted back together And a quilt was thrown back over our eyes. So just like that we moved on to other important things, like where are we going to lunch?
~ by Joey Shaw
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