He was touching me on my head. He was trying to apparition, I believe. He fed a red cardinal to the rats, a horrid man. Was this Dickens I'm remembering? He fed praise to a red cardinal in a dream with his teeth like a rabbit's. He partook. He partook...

And time for mothers to take our their irony board.

Please don't let me die amid all these heartless red cardinals, brilliant and thrumming vibrantly as dildos, amnesiacally as dildos in the erotogenic snow! Mock Valentines! They shake their asses & tail feathers only to remove the ices and glances of...

I tried to explain to the emergency room technicians that it was an apparition of a red cardinal which had given me my heart attack. But they were doubtful. "Turn off those Klieg lights, please!" They were looking at medical panels. "And that red...

Thanks. For saying that. There's a word for us in French but I misplaced it, a fine duck with a pretentious waddle. I think I'm a cloud now. My job is forgetting. I could still fall in love each fall with the unknown substance, maybe some lavendar or...