They say you gotta love somethin',
Aromatic flowers blooming in springtime
or pungent whores trolling the night;
They say you gotta be in love
to be alive, they say you gotta
know yourself--to see the sky?

Black car at red light, stalled;
Misbegotten, nameless fool: called;
Too flowery, so I bit my tongue,
And who appreciates a diseased dowry?

Anyway, they say a lot,
They say too much, I say--
It's contrived, but that's the way it goes.

My Quotable Quote: "Only liars fall in love."