She believed me when I said that my life was based on a true story
It’s a truism that life is a roller coaster ride But it’s also true that unlike a roller coaster things get even more interesting
My house built in the 1920s still has a TV antenna like a tattoo you got in early mid… with which you’ve come to have
Life used to be hard And that’s how we liked it So much that we used to say Hurry up and wait In the understanding that
In the past they randomly distributed blanks amongst the firing squad so that you’d never know if you were really executing enemy…
Everybody worships something But that something is amiss Hero worship is one thing But heroin’s an abyss Invisible from the One Ring
Maybe We’re all Late bloomers
A poem is like a dream In that it shows us the truth Without telling it Because, truth be told There’s no telling
A smart phone is 1/7 billionth of a doomsday machine
Immortality still involves death Because we all still fear death Enough to die from it Moshiach will be the one Whose immortality eliminates death
2/3 of the Earth Is covered by water So, most of the underground Is under water Accordingly, in dreams
When I was a baby My mother wiped my bum Social media, then, is the fountai… As I become its obedient child Every time it wipes my memory
In cyberspace We play Simon Says In an endless repetition of Repeat after me In the world to come
Entire lives can be lived waiting for the other shoe to drop although often this just means you’re being crushed at a snail’s…
When I got to the front of the self-checkout line I assumed there’d be a mirror but to my surprise and delight it was even better than I’d hoped
