I Am Too Impatient To Wait For

Sex Is Not Imaginary, But It Is Not Quite Real Either.

I'm Being Treated Like A Sex Object, Cried The Lady. No Matter. I Will Take Care Of It, Said Time Soothingly.

Death Is Hacking Away At My Address Book And Party Lists.

Dreams Surround Our Desires With Ugliness And Dread.

Good Deal: Justice For You, Mercy For Me.