Ain't it funny, some of the things we do
to avoid pain. Am I kidding?
Surely I'm not. Who's laughing?
Everyone's leaving. Losing me for
some-other heathen, somebody a bit
more tangible, someone a little less lost.

"I asked God for a bike, but I know God doesn’t work that way.
So I stole a bike and asked for forgiveness."
Sprained my ankle cycling home, call it the karma I don't believe in.