the glide and flick of the golden scales

The Glide and Flick of the Golden Scales

Let me give you some good advice.

Sleep on it some, maybe it come back

to make some changes. Fast. It's going to affect

who built the pyramids and enslaved the

dark cloud over your head. It's just to make you

a friend without the worst kind of ostracism and

if you think you scared me, you didn't

look over at me. I thought you was finally

trapped here. You'll always have a roof overhead.

I never saw so many milkfed young men;

I got lots of them. They're all different, too

likely to throw whatever it is out the window,

too far gone to see that yet. I told you before

just what they offer me. I don't have nothing.