Saturday, November 10, 2007

Good Human Beings

In the universe, humans
bump into each other and utter
certain phrases and
curl their tongues into certain
tongue formations. Like wild
chocolate shavings, sorta scattered on
the top of a fluffy cake.

People who have names are often
actually people.
This is larger than me or you.

There's a certain thing we're measuring.
There's a certain measuring cup.

I'm like, Fuck, dude, seriously,
the terrificness of this shit
is primo.