Conversation . . .

. . . at it's intellectual best (worst?). . .

She:  There
He:  Me too.

She:  So now we can get the day started.  You go girl!
He:  Did that look like a girl getting dressed with you for work this morning?

She:  No, it did not.  But if we can use term 'guy' in a generic sense to encompass all genders, I believe that it is not a stretch to likewise utilize the word 'girl' to capture the spirit of oneness of all humanity.  See where I'm going here?
He:  That's the longest text I've ever seen.

She:  Respond to the merits and not the size although, size does matter.
He:  I see your point but 'guys' is infused with culturally acceptable unisexuality while 'girls' is used unisexually by only drill sergeants and drag queens.

She:  And Oprah.  Good retort.
He:  She doesn't use it unisexually 'cause no men are watching.

She:  Don't you mean she does use it unisexually?
He:  No.  She's only talking to real girls.

She:  This is getting a little too deep for me now.  I was only being cute and you're being too technical.  My girly brain can't take all this.
He:  I probably should have said omni, not uni- sexually.

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You never want to hear. . .

. . . another word from me again. Never wanna have to see my face at your door. If there's so much as the mention of my name, you can feel an uncontrollable fit of pain. I'm the one that you said you would love til the bitter end. This must really be, this must really be the end. Nothing could be fitter. This must really be, this must really be the end. Make no mistake, it's bitter.

You never want us to be seen again in public places. Can't explain it to another friend how it goes. You say there's torment that you feel inside from many things. I can tell you that I still don't know what that means. Long ago we were friends far removed from the bitter end. This must really be, this must really be the end. Nothing could be fitter. This must really be, this must really be the end. Make no mistake, it's bitter.

There's no candy coating to make it go down easier; not so simple to digest; no bright colors and no exotic flavors sweetening.
What you see is what you get.

You never want to have to hear a word from me again. If there's so much as the mention of my name, you can feel an uncontrollable fit of pain. With one fell swoop you sent me direct to the bitter end. This must really be, this must really be the end. Nothing could be fitter. This must really be, this must really be the end. Make no mistake, it's bitter.


THE BITTER END from "Chromatose"
©2003 Raymond M. Jozwiak



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