I'd Like To See The Government Get

I Wouldn't Want To Live Without Strong Misgivings.

Death To All Modifiers, He Declared One Day, And Out Of Every Letter That Passed Through His Hands Went Every Adverb And Every Adjective.

It Is The Anonymous "they," The Enigmatic "they" Who Are In Charge. Who Is "they"? I Don't Know. Nobody Knows. Not Even "they" Themselves.

Man Was Matter, That Was Snowden's Secret. Drop Him Out A Window, And He'll Fall. Set Fire To Him And He'll Burn. Bury Him And He'll Rot, Like Other Kinds Of Garbage. The Spirit Gone, Man Is Garbage. That Was Snowden's Secret. Ripeness Was All.

Well Then I'd Certainly Be A Damned Fool To Feel Any Other Way, Wouldn't I?