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atticus_91
- March 17th, 0:12
We all knew he was a wicked giant,
but have you ever heard of a good one?
He was all we had, lord of the realm,
the crumbs from whose table could not be
numbered. We were hungry, or would have been
were it not for those crumbs. Is that complicity?
Now we are paying the price. We have become
somebody else's crumbs. The whiskbrooms
deal with us briskly. He brandishes
his carving knife and slices off a slice
of breast. Our priests advise us to keep
silent. If this were on TV we'd watch appalled.
-Thomas Disch, "Oil", from right here on LiveJournal