Luke J. Holt
*only the last man alive will have tranquility
and then go mad
*discussing prose with a cat will leave you writing poetry
*i refuse to laugh at an elephant who cowers from the rat in the same cartoon as a grown woman sinks a boat over a spider
*some people must chew the bitter salad of life s hatred for the living. your life will eventually kill you, some are less patient and quicken the gears with signals
* would a princess still be beautiful even in a world devoid of flowers?
* when you make your heart a pet shop, you fill it with love and its collateral stink and linger
* cancer slid to my dreams on a rainbow. in the morning you chewed blue dahlias noisily at my bedside and screamed *BIRTH* in my ear
was i born then?
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