Grimbeau

Rage on paper recorded or eavesdropped by a nearby exit thrill safely from a safe distance of danger distance from the real event·
mind you laughing companionably at some bellicose ape expelling guff in you dial often ends in fun & games if they have not
entirely lost their fucking sense of humour like that fetch in the habitat mirror now adorning the chimney breast in a burnt out basement
above the jet black hearth where soon jackdaws drop dead fledglings. How Henry loved the thought of Spring, his first without uranium
winter storm No-Name leaves clues to spring agendas, tea leaves and green papers for discussion over steaming cups of venomous intent
& do not just stop there·
Consider this….whatismore?