Friday, May 17, 2013

Werk

And when you allow hope to be a person, you don't have money.

I was lost in a poem.

Anger with pain equals fear of my own thoughts.

I think no one loves people without saying oceans glow at the laughter of a check.

Checks laugh.

I like doing many things.

I like working money with openness.  That means dealing with openness for its reasoning.

I like reasoning.

Death skips its own orgies.

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