Walt Whitman Is Hot! I Mean, That

When Was The Last Good Kiss You Had?

Not That Smart. Not That Hot. Not That Nice. Not That Funny. That's Me: I'm Not That.

I Can Almost Imagine A Happiness Without Her, The Ability To Let Her Go, To Feel Our Roots Are Connected Even If I Never See That Leaf Of Grass Again.'

But There's So Much To Do: Cigarettes To Smoke, Sex To Have, Swings To Swing On.

I Don't Really Want To Be The Costar Of Anyone's Life.