HEAVING THE BARCAROLE
It doesn't take much to be an incendiary - all
that's needed is a box of matches and a sense of
beauty. Bomb-thrower's motto, or something. Of
the sort a tattoo person would have on their back.
I'm walking the seacoast just thinking about thinks;
there's a Geico blimp floating overhead, like any
jerk would be. I don't wish to see it, but it's following
me. There's a place for everything - two girls by the
side of the road - both in bathing regalia. Shouldn't
be allowed, really. Get down to the God-damned water
or get dressed. Another bon mote that came to me walking:
'Only the insane take themselves quite seriously."
Oh brother, I'm in trouble now.
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