it has been found that only the cowardly and the foolish refuse to act when the universe unfurls before them the resolution to their quandaries....

plastic, electoral bombardment.

peanut buttered bananas, coffee and milk. dogs barking at birds, cats scratching at silk. collapse is not imminent, merely perchance. the dance is not over, just gone the romance. glad tidings bowled over by dank, dark despair. how much longer the winter? how much more of their ilk?