| More or Less What force resists the stick of peanut butter and jelly together, what causes a hug and the pulling away? Hamlet was but prototype for modern man. I cannot decide. What comes next, is it sarcasm, irony or escape from drudgery of responsibility and obligation? The sandwich asks that nagging question. I won’t eat you - yet. Everything is a mountain, and an airplane, speedboat, blue whale, pinstripe suit and lobster tail. How do we put an end to the horse of our sleeplessness? We ride our dreams and nightmares to the cold floor of waking. |