seussical-love

If I hugged you, would you never let go? If I kissed you, would you cherish that moment? If I reached for your hand, would you take mine gently? If I needed a shoulder, would you let me cry on yours? If I needed to talk, would you really listen? If I needed to scream, would you do it with me? If I needed to go, would you come with me? If I fell for you, would you catch me? or just let me hit the pavement?

Half measures. Damn. I stare blankly at the mirroring of my face in the window glass. My mouth is stuffed full of distorted stories of love, para-love as I like to call it. My lips are covered with crumbs of lies, pieces of illusions. Don't I love myself even just a tiny bit, or am I to in love with my selfish ego ever-starved for proves of affection, decadent kisses, disarming embraces? Disgusted, I wipe my embittered mouth and ball up in the  middle of the kitchen floor. Maybe if I had something to drink after this compulsive meal. Maybe some sobriety. Yes! That should do some good to my brainless actions. My cell ignores my

SUPERFLUOUS CHARACTER X: That was all very well, of course; exceedingly tragic, you know, positively heart-wrenching— SUPERFLUOUS CHARACTER Y: I wouldn’t go that far. X: —But what about us? I mean, what are we, pond scum or something? Y: I do believe we’re the comic relief. X: No farewell speech, no rending cry of pain at the end of life—nothing but a snicker from that brat of a protagonist in celebration of his infinite cleverness at having our poor heads whacked off instead of his own. He, of course, gets two pages of script on which to elaborate. And what do we get? Diddly. As usual. Y: I would have been happy

Set-Up and Punchline: Using Narrative to Tell a Joke "Three blokes go into a pub. Something happens, and the outcome's hilarious!" -- Bill Bailey That's the basic recipe for any joke, isn't it? Set the scene, add a verb or two, and everyone laughs. But there's a problem with jokes, and it goes something rather like this: "Three blokes go into a pub, and the whole scene unfolds into a tedious inevitability." -- Bill Bailey (again) The formula to telling a joke is a bit more complex than just the basic recipe. The recipe is what you need to tell the joke; milk, eggs, flour, shortening, baking powder, saffron. But if you just look at the r