American Grotesque

"For every Krypte, for every Grotesquerie, there lies a small, broken child hidden within the crawlspace; he is silent, or nearly silent, but still speaking in odd tongues, endlessly repeating the dimensions of a life not possible to be lived - of the underlying dimensions of Nero's Domus Aurea. It only follows that with every life exalted, several must be crushed. This is the guiding command. This is the guiding principle. This is American Grotesque. And Nero goes on playing his fiddle, laughing interminably . . ." -AG Davis