I don’t care about those sex surveys—
I have you, the most beautiful.
I try not to think about ugly people having sex.
This includes philosophy by those who are ugly—
Philosophy by those who have nothing to do with beauty!
I don’t want the ugly to hate me. I still have fantasies about my ex.
The professional charges a high fee. That’s what every sucker expects.
The education realm, where people sit around,
Is where patients work.
You’re not a poet? You can be a wacko clerk.
You can’t impose the highest on anything.
Everything, and everyone, exists.
Try to be the highest, and they’ll mock you.
“You write like Nietzsche. But I must insist
You use footnotes. And, if you mention me again,
I’ll coldcock you.”