everyone in orangeville is sad and dumb they’re just sad and dumb reflexively so they don’t notice

there are beautiful people in orangeville but their angeles who don’t belong on god’s green earth

they hover ten feet above the ground always and they listen to the sound of god whispering while

their wings open and close and form a little chair for them so they are never not sitting in god’s

love that’s what the beautiful people of orangeville are like and why they are so rare. everyone

else makes me angry and want to bury blast caps in the soil