When He Buys His Ties He Has

The Faces Of Most American Women Over Thirty Are Relief Maps Of Petulant And Bewildered Unhappiness.

He's So Dumb He Doesn't Know He's Alive.

No Matter How Low You Go, There's Always An Unexplored Basement.

Their Lips Brushed Like Young Wild Flowers In The Wind.

No Amount Of Fire Or Freshness Can Challenge What A Man Will Store Up In His Ghostly Heart.