I Think I'm What They Call A

The Gourney, The Big File Drawers Of The Dead, The Instruments Of Dissection - This Sure Looked Like The Morgues In The Movies. Something Had Gone Seriously Wrong While She Slept.

Action Based On Hope Just Felt Better Than The Paralysis Of Certainty.

The Netherworld Is Timeless And Unchanging, And Boring -- Much Like A Doctor's Waiting Room.

From Dickens's Cockneys To Salinger's Phonies, From Kerouac's Beatniks To Cheech And Chong's Freaks, And On To Hip Hop's Homies, Dialect Has Always Been Used As A Way For Generations To Distinguish Themselves.

Sweetheart, Wake Up; You've Destroyed The House And I Need You To Suffer For It.