< The horizon it stretches before us >

[rayheinrich]

The horizon it stretches before us.
(We desire a Wagnerian chorus.)
What opens the door
Is a destitute whore.
(It's that mirror again, come to bore us.)

[Erthona]

For some reason this reminds me of the Stephen Kings, the Gunslinger, and opening other dimensional doors. I give it one hand clapping, more or less.
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I think it's the whore I'd rather bore,
up the stairs, and onto the floor,
an interlude with the two of us
cause it beats a Wagnerian chorus.
then it's zip and right out of the door!

[rayheinrich]

For some reason this reminds me of the Stephen Kings, the Gunslinger, and opening other dimensional doors. I give it one hand clapping, more or less.

Most probably contracted from the whore.