hold hold the stupid phone just so you won t know that i m not listening happy with the way way that this would weight against our graciousness we re all weary of the world whirling of the world and lack of static in it you who waste my time you will hear not one complaint grape on the vine break my face into your wine when contingencies bend against your bonhomie the cruelty of existing due to the cruelty of exiting when you look at a distance i think that then youll sense its all soft edges when you see it all up close i think that then you ll know it s all soft edges no no nothing ever lasts the future is the past we re all processes you who waste my time you will hear not one complaint grape on the vine break your face into my wine when contingencies bend against your bonhomie the cruelty of existing due to the cruelty of exiting