pith…

You can take our humor. But you can never take… our BILE!!!!!

And thus, we charge into the work day. Painted kill face. Screaming.

He wasn’t wealthy, but he was rich in dietary fiber.

When surrounding conditions cease to surprise, you’ve gotta make your own. Try not to be bitter from the effort.

By means. And, end.

A trial. Kafkan by nature.

Words excite.
Communication tires.

It’s always later than your last act.

Later.

No intellectual here.
I just think too much.

Because it is hard. Because it is on.

Despair is better by mail than other delivery mechanisms.

Despair arrived by mail. Made my day.

A narcissist believes his thoughts have more value than others.
A solipsist is committed to this as a fundamental principle.

“And in the old people’s home
where they leave us
I will have you on the stair lift.”
- The Broken Family Band
http://bit.ly/4M5te5

Sum thin.

Shower head.

Hows Elvis Herb?
Code name sure.

Variety is the dice of life.
Roll ‘em.

A poem is a parenthetical to an initial thought seeping slowly out the space where it was thought.

Miles Benjamin Anthony Robinson, “Buriedfed” lyrics: http://bit.ly/8sVWvI

If people play it much differently than you makes it no less of a game.

Dumb fuck.