i could not mean near
by. on this team, we
pry, crow
barring as the
snow flies.
down does not
apply to our side
walks. we would not
contain our
talks, would never green our
stalks, as full of beans
as we are. plenty fibrous,
like our haunted jaunts,
cantankerous as the bank's
broken air conditioning.
scream into the subconscious,
whimpering whittling
these otherwise weak
sticks. the real
trick is to pluralize,
demoralize to the point
of absolute
Nero. we cannot Be Around and also
hero. deprotagonist,
programmers. it's always a matter
of design and resignation.
here is my letter.
what is yours?
Roman Ryan 