I make love with a focus and intensity that most people reserve for sleep.

I had a dream about you. We installed Dr. Robert Jarvik’s artificial heart in a mannequin and brought it to life, only to later kill it because a creature that’s all fake heart and no brain is what’s commonly called a “politician,” and must be destroyed.


She asked if I loved another woman, so I answered honestly and said, “Dinner was great, but I could go for dessert.

Our love was a two-person game. At least until one of us died, and the other became a murderer.


I love being in love, but I also love other things, like not being jealous, overly sensitive, or needy.


I had a dream about you. You looked like you, but you also looked like a mannequin. And I looked like me, but I also looked like a mannequin. Between the two of us, we were too fake even for Hollywood. And as such, we were forced to reside in Washington DC.