I stood in the mirror, still and naked, contemplatin' the ramifications to be both Emily Post's poster-boy, Tolstoy, Dough-boy and something realer...

...like a serial killer

Flash-forward, fresh-to-death, tie-and-vest

"Baby, yes!"

But more for the rest, in my mind's eye, "I'm a nice guy",

Barbasol

Armored Barbarella on call

Once smitten, twice shy

Gimme five, and then I'll be "Nothing iller"

This is canon, so it can't be rearranged.

FUCK MAMMON

Who needs these dieties if they can't have it?

Goddammit, because a man can be so damn estranged when his destiny is waitin' on somethin' rumbling volcanic

Manic? Si.

But the man ain't weak and frantic

see: needle in a haystack

Breathe; reverse the panic

Fold corner "A" to corner "D"

Holy shit is it me or did Steven just have an epiphany?

Did he unsink the Titanic?