The Thought Has Cheered Me, And I'd

I Want Her To Melt Into Me, Like Butter On Toast. I Want To Absorb Her And Walk Around For The Rest Of My Days With Her Encased In My Skin. I Want.

Jacob: I've Never Seen So Much Manure. Wade: Baggage Stock Horses. They Pack'em In 27 A Car. Jacob: How Do You Stand The Smell? Wade: What Smell?

...poking A Lump Of Red Jello That Jiggles Outrageously, Like A Breast I Once Knew.

You Work Hard On A Book And Throw It Out There And Then It's Beyond Your Control.

It's Just A Crazy Damned Life, That's All.