1. every summer i think, "maybe i'll take up smoking." sun lends credence to the faint outlines of a dowager, seething and toothy 2. i would like to "opt out" now, please! i have bore the full brunt of the pep talks and i am still in the thralls of myopia. what now? vivace garotte? 3. a cleanse of oil and lobster meat is all i need to codify my suffering into something sacred. the sea is a wet gamble -- i learned this when i pocketed a ramekin from Mo's Seafood & Chowder in an attempt to collect some specimens to bring home. turns out you can't permute the tide. turns out balancing raw ocean in your lap in a tired pontiac isn't a good idea -- a wet gamble still has the same odds, i guess 4. they will tell me "you just need to regain your playboy footing" they will tell me "wait -- when adar enters, joy increases" they will tell me "this is a starter crisis" they will tell me "it's ballast fever" but they don't know 5. i am glum 6. propaganda i am falling for: my tremors are in cursive. the bruxism gives me a nice contour. a morsel of amnesia will taste good. i have a wifely sheen. the certainty will subside. 7. i am glum, but i am privy 8. would "judas fantasy" make a good name for a male stripper? 9. i have exited the survival disco and now what? now i'm in the survival DMV. i'm just supposed to sit by and let those numbers get called as if i'm not planning a job site copper score when i leave this joint 10. fragile, snap
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