Magic Persists Without Us No Matter What

My Flesh Looked Like It Wasn't Trying. It Looked Like It Hated Being Part Of Me.

For A Man Of 55 Who Didn't Get Laid Until He Was 23 And Not Very Often Until He Was 50 I Think That I Should Stay Listed Via Pacific Telephone Until I Get As Much As The Average Man Has Had

When A Hot Woman Meets A Hermit One Of Them Is Going To Change.

From The Beginning, Through The Middle Years And Up To The End: Too Bad, Too Bad, Too Bad.

And Love Is A Word Used Too Much And Much Too Soon.