I always mad. I mad forever. Madness is modern. When you are mad, you can do...
Yes, now he understood his fear. It was the spirit of the beast he feared, not...– DelCorso’s Gallery, Philip Caputo (1983)
late friday, early nonsense
if only we had hearts or hands if only we had arms to reach smiles to give and tongues with which to speak if only there was a language for us or lips or fingers instead of vacant howls and hollow moans but we were honest we paid in full if only the debt was real if only we really had to pay