Madame Annie at your service. It’s big pimpin’ spreadin’ cheese.
…cynical about the past… …and ambivalent about the present. Glib. Gaffe. Glove. Am I trite?
A woman not of this time, but of all time.
…I just can’t seem to keep it together and stay within the lines.
…because their meaning hounds me from the Far Side.
So profound he astounds.
The future brought you by the Optic Verve.
“Reality is wrong. Dreams are for real.” – Tupac Shakur