Brokeback Jockeys

So how's Angela working out, did she sell out or just enough to get something accomplished? Would one even know, the better never answered, quest questioning; drop it and a million minus a million plus a hundred shards appear, we got needs too, if by needs we mean questions, we got that. We got, exactly a billion hearts fed on dynamite words that don't add up to any more than the other billion fronting theirs, that. Sometimes I wish I was something soft I could grind between my teeth.