The Eye Deals With Excess More Easily

Saying "i Feel Guilty" Is A Mere Form Of Words. Saying "i Feel Ashamed" Is Not.

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

When My Beloved Arrives, I Yawn. When My Beloved Departs, I Weep.

The Telephone Gives Us The Happiness Of Being Together Yet Safely Apart.

Now Defined As Art, The Totem Has Lost Cult, Taboo, And Custom.