she is gone from us
count the days til her return
when she returns, joy

Then again maybe the infinite monkeys just hit something write.

Is graffiti art? Is spam literature? Maybe. I just finished reading the blurb that got some piece of spam through my filter and while it was mostly just random sentences there sure seemed to be some sense to it. Maybe I'm just looking for a pattern.

stone chair hurts my butt
standing hurts more than the chair
the chair is not stone

the chair is not stone
it sure does feel like it though
whiny whiny me

Whiny whiny me
I have a job that pays bills
yet not satisfied

I want more but what
the family is healthy
Still want more than that

Still want more that
If you don't know what you want
You do not want it