Sunday, April 08, 2007

Double Feature

As Tom took up the receiver the compressed heat exploded into sound and we were listening to the portentous chords of Mendelssohn’s Wedding March from the ballroom below.

“That drug-store business was just small change,” continued Tom slowly, “but you’ve got something on now that Walter’s afraid to tell me about.”

He must have looked up at an unfamiliar sky through frightening leaves and shivered as he found what a grotesque thing a rose is and how raw the sunlight was upon the scarcely created grass. A new world, material without being real, where poor ghosts, breathing

dreams like air, drifted fortuitously about . . . like that ashen, fantastic figure gliding toward him through the amorphous trees at

when they had torn open her shirtwaist, still damp with perspiration, they saw that her left breast was swinging loose like a flap, and there was no need to listen for the heart beneath.

So we drove on toward death through the cooling twilight.

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Blogger fp said...

I hope no turtles were harmed in the making of these films.

4/09/2007 8:00 AM  
Anonymous tom said...

Donatello reportedly was slightly mutated in the making of Great Gatsby.

4/09/2007 9:54 AM  

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