Night is already a thirsty county in Texas,
How long I have listened to you
For news of the opal distances,
Or rain to freshen the morning’s arrival.
What keeps me awake? Nothing
More than a fly’s dysenteric violin.
Averill Curdy, "To the voice of the retired warden of Huntsville Prison (Texas death chamber)"
For news of the opal distances,
Or rain to freshen the morning’s arrival.
What keeps me awake? Nothing
More than a fly’s dysenteric violin.
Averill Curdy, "To the voice of the retired warden of Huntsville Prison (Texas death chamber)"
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