THE MATRXI
FIGURE EIGHT
WOMEN
VODKA WOMEN
LONGING
WHEN SPRING COMES I PACK MY BAGS AND HEAD FOR THE NEAREST REVEALED THIGH
THIS IS CALLED BEING ONE WITH NATUR
THIS IS CALLED BEING A MAN
I AM NOT TO OVERCOME MY NATURE
I AM NOT TO HEED TO MORALITY
I AM

WHY MUST I STAY AFTER THE TEA HAS BEEN FINISHED?
WHAT IS THERE TO TALK
ABOUT
ANYWAYS?
ABOUT HOW THE WORLD IS SPINNING
STARS
SUN
GOD
HUMAN CONDITION OR INTERACTION
POLITICS
FAVORITE COLORS
HOW ANNOYING THE WAY I SIP MY DRINKS IS
HOW I CONDESCEND WOMEN TOO OFTEN
(YOUR ALL JUST HORMONES ANYWAYS)
WOULD YOU LIKE TO YELL AT ME FOR NOT PUTTING DOWN THE TOILET SEAT OR NOT BACKING THE CAR INTO THE DRIVE BECAAUSE YOU HATE BACKING IT OUT?
WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO DREAM OF OTHER WOMEN
OR WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO GIVE YOU THE VERY ESSENCE OF MY SOUL AND LET YOU RUIN SOME OTHER POOR CORPSE OF HIS ESSENCE?

I HOEP IF U LUV ME U WULD LET ME GO

I FEEL AS IF
AGNELS REALLY DID MATE WITH HUMANS
AND THEIR TRAITS ARE ONLY VISIBLE IN A FEW OF US
AND THOSE TRAITS ARE SLOWLY DWINDLING
SO THE AMOUNT OF PREVENTABLE DEATHS KEEPS RISING
BECAUSE MONKEYS WATCH 2 MUCH TV