Inside many of us is a small old man who wants to get out.

Let there be a heaven so that man may outlive his grasses.

Let the light be called Day so that men may grow corn or take busses.

Man is a bird full of mud, I say aloud. And death looks on with a casual eye and scratches his anus.

... a starving man doesn't ask what the meal is.

... man is eating the earth up like a candy bar.

the man inside of woman ties a knot so that they will never again be separate…