there is no room at the inn
there is no room at the inn there is no manger the wise men arrive nowhere being wise, they're poor, bearing no gifts in the manger, animals in the sky, a slight overcast and waning moon no one said anything to anyone children were born all the time, and most didn't live most died in childhood and most died in poverty in rome, noise and scuttling about the amphitheater in rome, the time was earlier, maybe an hour or so there was no cross anywhere between rome and anywhere there was no crime and no thieves everyone spoke well and many spoke to many others vertical and everlasting subjects, from gods to grounds everyone listening politely and it began to rain it rained lightly and people talked about the weather here and there, wine and bread were passed out someone knew something about a party animals murmured as the night grew darker a woman stepped into the shadows people were just so tired and the air was cool _______________________________________________ NetBehaviour mailing list [email protected] http://www.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour
