Why Do You Treat Me

...mementos Of This World, In Which The Things Worth Being Were So Easily Exchanged For The Things Worth Having.

He Walked Out Into The Cold Morning Asking Himself This Heretical Question: Can You Start Measuring A Minute At Any Instant You Wish?

Why Do You Treat Me As They Do, As Though I Were Exactly What I Want To Be. Why Do We Treat People That Way?

We're Comic. We're All Comics. We Live In A Comic Time. And The Worse It Gets The More Comic We Are.

I Mean Why Should Somebody Go Steal And Break The Law To Get All They Can When There's Always Some Law Where You Can Be Legal And Get It All Anyway!