In Search of Lost Time

Overheard.

silhouettes of cowboy and herd of horses galloping in dust at sunset

What are you looking for?

Time, I was going to reference an old story––

That’s gone out of print. There’s no catching it now,

but get this. A ventriloquist and a bullfighter walk

into a bar and learn that it isn’t one. The place is

a bank now. “I disagree!” remarked one or the other,

you can never tell with ventriloquists. They walked

out dazed, looking for a sign they could read.

Author: Stacey C. Johnson

I keep watch and listen, mostly in dark places.

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