Jesus Christ grandma
"Oriental"
isn't a term we use anymore

Your game is a good game
Thanks for making a good game


Keep it up,
A Guy Who Likes Good Games

I had a dream last night.
I was on a bridge.
A man was there too.
He was missing a few eyes.
he heard me walking, i think.
he turned to me, and smiled.
then he asked:
"Is this high enough?"

The finger that points
to the moon
is not the moon
"No **** Sherlock,
real ****** perceptive."
The Moon replied sarcastically

Why does everybody
run up the stairs
slow down bud
they ain't scary

A slice of pizza
never condemned me to hell
ball's in your court, Muhammad.

The city spikes that peer out over
rock-spires in the distance taste like
coffee grounds and finger paint.
They're bitter, but they matter.

Maybe someone north of Washington will
read our S.O.S. and send an airplane full of
urban-types to gentrify our graves.

And maybe Jesus saves.

Or maybe Jesus raves with coked-up
Gandhi up in Jersey, when the
winter turns to mush.