HA, OH. DMITRI MARTIN. YOU'RE SO FUNNY.
I don't think he's funny. But this is.
Anyway. You should be wise a little more. It suits your new man-suit. Being a crack. Seasoned. Yes, this feels a little seasoned. What with the women and the heart and the whole understand that women are just wonderful creatures that fhuck with your heart.
I am reading this in a way that's not how it's meant to be read. But that's okay. You didn't tell me how to read this yet (I'm expecting by tomorrow).
Yet the connection between the two things isn't very strong. Or present. It's kind of like one of those inside jokes you have with yourself when you're going home and you start laughing at yourself and you're like "OH MY GOD. THAT WAS SO FUNNY. HA. HAA. MY BRAIN IS SO FUNNY."
I hope you have moments like that. They're one of the highlights of my week. Sort of.
Anyway, Mike Carlin, um. I like this non-sequitur schit you're spewing. I hope this is just the wonderful onset of Dementia cos if it is, I can see you writing some amazing thangs.
Yeah, sex for women is all in the brain, for men, it's more visual. In love, I think, it's much the same, and failing that stimulation, women are prone to turn to cigarettes and caffeine and chocolate... not that men don't do it too...
Plus I like how you can take "Smoking" more than one way.
If a heart was really the thing responsible for love, maybe that would mean by doing such things, though they bring pleasure, is actually reducing the capacity for pleasure...?
I've always liked short poems. They can be hard to pull off but sometimes the effect can be greater.