Boredom strives to detach, but finds itself stuck.
The imaginary audience for my life is growing small and silent.
Good places for aphorisms: in fortune cookies, on bumper stickers, and on banners flying over the Palace of Free Advice.
Smooth white skin invites something that will leave a trace, a kiss or a slap.
I obey my own commands about as often as others do.
If we think about the obvious long enough, it dissolves.