( via / lanny quarles in ireland )

Dwellers of the Cubicles, Meet your new Manager.

"The longing imps grasp tomes of old
And rant therefrom each damned one's name."

--Betelguese

"This novel--whose plot and character development, frankly, aren’t much to write home about--does have one distinction..."

   Baharnoth
falls ahead dark
   orb anthem

to stagger where
   uffish walg

Pavane.