I Would Be Glad To Worship Success

The World Needs An Enema.

Was There A Little Time Between The Invention Of Language And The Coming Of True And False?

The Avant-garde Is Now Stranded In The Past.

As The Tenor Roars His Passion, I Think Sadly Of My Spreading Middle, And His.

I Am The Center Of The World, But The Control Panel Seems To Be Somewhere Else.