Fine then—
keep your
goddamned
quarter,
man—I'm
not embarrassed
for having
previously-existed.
Fact is,
I've probably been
here so long,
I might've started
the whole world turning; I could
be the
Prime Mover!—I really
don't remember.
But don't you
dare call me
obscure, either,
Mister—I vastly prefer
undiscovered;
besides which,
all these
words are only
temporary anyway.
But kiss
my ass—I'm not
being vulgar;
my thoughts are far
from ugly, lonely,
or impoverished.
Nope, they're
more like:
bunches—
of still-
immature,
multi-
million
dollar
mother-
fucking
bonds.
