and the relevance,
of what of this do we owe elegance?
and those diplomatic incidents
messing up a really good thing.
blame it on bade wine.
blame it on blind leading blind
down impossible craziness paths.
a sucker-punch scenario filled
with impossible intrigue.
and some crazy ass sucker puncher.
no sense killing already dead chickens, is there?
but should it make one feel better, go for it.
nothing is what I do
when I have nothing else to do.
yes, I am that cool.