Mille Plateaux [1000P]

April is the cruellest month,<br>Breeding lilacs out of the dead land,<br>Mixing memory and desire,<br>Stirring dull roots with spring rain.<br>Winter kept us warm,<br>Covering earth in forgetful snow,<br>Feeding a little life with dried tubers....<br><br>Excerpted from 'The Waste Land', T.S. Eliot<br><br>*Not a french corp.<br>*Invite only.