Who was blowing on the nape of my neck?
Birdsong foamed in the hour-before-dawn garden.
The weak are meat the strong do eat.
I love HBO productions, actually, like 'The Wire.'
So little is actually worthy of belief or disbelief. Better to strive to coexist than seek to disapprove . . .
I pass through many Me's in the course of my day, each one selfish with his time. The Lying-in-Bed me and the Enjoying-the-Hot-Shower Me are particularly selfish. The Late Me loathes the pair of them.