#jon cone

Today I was told I have prostate cancer. LOL.

My wife announced our marriage was over. LOL.

I have 17 dollars and 32 cents in my savings account, as of 5:00 pm. LOL.

Late for work today. A suicide in the subway. LOL.

My addiction to pain killers prevents me from caring. LOL.

History is a crime against forgetting, but my memory is shot already. LOL.

Seven years without you. LOL.

Please turn me into a block of salt. LOL.

When Mozart was buried, his three friends refused to walk any closer than the cemetery 

gates. It was raining and they didn't want to get wet. LOL.

I buried my cat Biscuit in the backyard. LOL.

Whom they slew and hanged on a tree. LOL.

Yesterday I declared myself personally bankrupt. LOL.

Consider me corrupt, rotten, mean, useless, a failure, human stain. LOL.

I went hatless outside in the rain. LOL.

Bald at twenty-seven. LOL.

Plantar fasciitis. A severe case of. This is what she said to me. LOL.

Thursday. We all know what that means. LOL.

I look out a window, trembling in fear. LOL.

My skin is paler than pale. LOL.

Where did I park my car? I have no idea. LOL.

Will you love me? No. She said, no, I hate you. LOL.

1955 - ????. LOL.

Imagine Beethoven bound by an iron silence. Composing that great cathedral to Western 

music. LOL.

The Righteous Brothers singing in holy anguish. LOL.

Ice. That I slipped on. LOL.