GGGGGGG WITZ

Can we worm our way into Meaning?  Are we equipped for the prize?  Preen Young Ones, Preen!  Do we devote enough time to maintaining the welfare of our Future?  Are we ready?  Are we a mask?  Same cadence, like a deathdance with corporateamerica, or Linda Fiorentino circa Vision Quest.

Preen Young Ones!

But What, you’ll never know…

Walking a thin line — the line — He came to them and slapped wet-conscious all over their faces.

Reaping like a ravaged rapture, I came to you and spat you did in the face of Reason.