Tammy had hosted 256 Tupperware parties, all were deadly, but this one was terrifying. There were internal organs draped over the curtain rods, a bath tub full of fingers & toes, floors knee-deep in lymph fluid. Tammy told the survivors: “I’m sorry that there was so much barbaric brutality at my party. I promise that the next one will be much nicer with fewer decapitations & stabbings.”

A cold wind slapped my face
And another time to shut down
Well, my arms they felt so weak and strong
Under your window, well it shone like a light
Tonight the air has teeth
I wish I had another way to breathe
And all you, you ever say
All you ever say
All you ever say, is...
Stop breakin' in my heart

"Breakin' in My Heart"
by Tom Verlaine
℗ 1979 Elektra Records
Guitar: Adey Wilson -
Percussion: Allan Schwartzberg
Piano: Bruce Brody
Additional  Vocals: Deerfrance
Percussion: Fred Smith
Percussion: Jay Dee Daugherty
Guitar: Mark Abel
Guitar: Rick Wilson
Drums: Tom Thompson
Guitar, Vocals: Tom Verlaine
Composer: Tom Verlaine

Yes, I want to build a worldly government whereat homos and normal people can enjoy **** rights and the obligatory parades and drunkenness and dipsomaniacal mania that makes life more interesting than what cattle experience in the meadows: chawing cud, ******* in ravines, milking each other. I trust dermatologists when I'm in a non-murderous mood. I trust that the weekdays are longer beyond Antarctica's false wall where men are tall and women have deeper boxes and love is commonplace betwixt opossums and foxes.