And all that is left of humanity is the ghost in the shell.

It’s like a pesky tumor.

Can’t you just hear the beat while reading this?

It’s a forgivable gluttony.

It’s entirely overrated.

Caught red-handed.

Oh that life in the wasteland is so appealing.

Haiku.

Satire about a common man with a suddenly very uncommon winter. Thoughts on breakfast, the philosophy of the meaning of life, and getting rich quick.

Gary Clifford Gibson reads a philosophical poem on the quantum cosmological nature of the Universe.