Some lies we tell. Others, too precious to divulge, must be preserved as if in amber and sealed with weary sighs.

Of our common senses, which are most useful? Those which help us pass as normal, so we're not alone on Saturday night.

Of the joys we're allowed, some are too dear to name.

There Are Joys

Watashi no na wa Kira Yoshikage. Renrei sanjyuu sansai. Jitaku wa Morioh-cho hokuto no bu no bessojidai ni ari, kekkon wa shiite-inai, Shigoto wa Kame-yu chen-ten no kai sha-in de, maiinichi osokuto mo yoru hachii-ji made ni wa kitakusuru. Tabaco-o wa sumanai, sake wa tashinamu-tedo, yoru juu-ichi ji ni wa toko nitsukii, kanarazu hajii-jikan wa suii-min o toru yo-o ni shiiteiru. Neru mae ni at-ta-kae miruuku o nomi ni-juu pun hodo no suutorechi de karada o homu-shite kara toko nitsuku-to hodon do asa made jukusui-sa. Akanbo no yo ni hiro ya suutoresu o noku sazu nii asa me o samaserunda. Kenko-o shintan de mo ijyo nashito iwaretaiyo.
Watashi wa tsune nii kokoro o heion o ne-gate ik-terun ningen toyukoto o setsumei-shite-iru no dai-yo. Kachi make ni koda wa-tari, atama o kakaeruyoo na torabuuruu to ka, yoru mo nemurenai to ita teki o tsukuranai. Toyuu no ga watashii no shakai ni taisuru shise de ari, sorega jibun no kofuku da to toyuukoto o shiteiru. Mo-tomo tatakatte da toshitemo, watashi wa dare ni mo makenn ga ne...

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I was born, oh boy, during a rave on. Learned me to dance all night and day with Carol on Route 66. Took a job as Cathy's clown. Bagged groceries with the new breed for Papa to buy a ticket to ride to catch the surf with Rhonda. But she left me for Nathan Jones, so I hung out with Mr. Pitiful by the dock of a bay, where I scored a hit off a tambourine man and floated eight miles high, from where I saw the next world war being staged out on Highway 61

Under a risin' bad moon, I hitchhiked with a fortunate son to the Morrison Hotel only to be exiled on Main Street. I was discovered by Ziggy Stardust, who gave me fame and turned me into a young American.

In the December of boyhood, I hooked up with a September gurl and we jammed underground through the streets of a strange town to record the dreams of children. But London called and she and Alison were recruited into Oliver's army, when it was determined that their aim was true.

I, on the other hand, met a super girl and drowned in summer's cauldron, until I found my mission and resigned as clown to become mayor of Simpleton.

Lately, I've been getting my hell-on and recovering that teenage feeling by hanging out with Margaret and Pauline in the middle of a cyclone.

There Are Joys

Brian Wapole