April 3, 2004
Doesn't anyone ever wonder: where have all the bugs gone? You can leave a bag of flour open and not one mealy worm will find its way in. This is in the city. In the country it might be different. I imagine that our bodies are filled with unimaginable despairing, writhing colonies of antlike, roachlike, spiderlike, centipedelike, crusty, slimey lifesuckers stuck inside organs with no way out…for most of them. Take them out for a walk; scream into your bellybutton "THE SUN IS OUT! GOD IS GOOD!" How can that only be 87 words? I have nothing more to say.