There is clearly too many to put.
Your Father cracks a joke and in his usual way empties the room.
I used to think that if you had an acoustic guitar that it meant that you were a protest singer.
There is something I wanted to tell you; it's so funny, you'll kill yourself laughing.
And all other little vignettes (sic?) of comedy.
There is clearly too many to put.
I crashed down on the crossbar
and the pain was enough to make
a shy, bald, buddhist reflect and plan a mass murder
"When the gulf between all the things I need and the things I receive is an ancient ocean wide, wild, lost, uncrossed."
First time I heard it my jaw hit the floor, followed swiftly after by a tear.