quantity over quantity

blah.


I wonder about percentages. How many bad poets listen to Morrissey while writing their bad poetry?

Am I one of them? That's a percentage question.

It's the water.


I haven't seen any motorcycles jump through flaming hoops lately. A damn shame.
The ultimate poem would be the one Evel Knievel wrote about Larry David.
He inspires me more than anyone.

anyone except for the following:

1. satan
2. the devil
3. dead people
4. bloggers
5. the guy who invented emoticons/the wheel (same guy, trust me)
6. lucifer