Notable Obituaries.

I thought he'd died years ago.
I think he nearly did. He had his throat slashed by a rent boy that he took back to his hotel room. He had to phone for an ambulance. The headlines in the paper was "I've had my throat cut, I say, I've had my throat cut".
 
This morning, you’ve woken up a poet and don't even know it.
Sowit the seed that be, that it is not just me, it is we. To be a poet in the morning will stop us from yawning.
 
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