On the twelfth day of Christmas,
americangothic sent to me...
Twelve conspiracy theories drumming
Eleven ellipses piping
Ten horses a-leaping
Nine sunsets dancing
Eight trees a-milking
Seven democrats a-swimming
Six masquerades exploring
Five aba-a-a-andoned buildings
Four tom waits
Three burning bridges
Two rainy mornings
...and an existentialism in a dark comedy.