Haircut

It’s hard to get
good accommodations
during a flood.

Men who claim to realize a deep difference between the sexes, are one thing; those who claim to understand the difference, are another piece of cheap pottery altogether.

There was this one guy, who loved to run about and shout, “OK, spread it all around,” and when asked “Spread what?” he’d say, “That’s right!”

In the City there seem to be
two distinct levels of poetry:
On the first, the scribes are all melancholy and dour.
And the second level has never been reached.

Never trust a god
who tells you to
“get a haircut.”

J.