From Bill Cosby’s Routine About Noah’s Ark God: NOAH! Noah: Is someone calling me? God: It’s the Lord, Noah. Noah: Right…Where are you? What do you want? I’ve been good. God: I want you to built an ark. Noah: Right… What’s an ark? God: Get some wood and build it 300 cubits by 80 cubits
Marlowe could break it, Jonson could take it, But no one could fake it Like Willie the Shake!
My Grandma Ellie dreamed of floating to heaven in a red plush chair. What a lovely way to leave all cares behind you and see what comes next!
The Kindness of Strangers On the way back to my apartment building on West 107th Street a couple of days ago, I lost my balance and fell down on the sidewalk. Because of my bad back and double knee replacement surgery, I couldn’t get up. Outsiders think New Yorkers are rude and thoughtless, so wrapped
There’s a bluebird in my head that wants to get out but I’m too clever, I only let him out at night sometimes when everybody’s asleep. I say, I know that you’re in there, so don’t be sad. Then I put him back. – Charles Bukowski
The warming sun’s high in the cloudless sky I close my eyes. Time goes by.
Written after loss of all my fondest dreams, I read it with dry eyes.
Rimbaud wrote “I is another.” Who did he think the other man was>
Three turkeys strut past the screen porch where two cats crouch. Nothing to be done.
I could not love you more even if you were not an algorithm.