abulia

you put your abulia in, you take your aboulia out, you put your abalone in, and you let it simmer for fifteen minutes while the oven preheats with the memory of space heaters plugged into cubicle outlets that have long grown cold with the abjection of something smells like a soul imprisoned in the margins of the header and footer, split into two with nothing much to do 'cept whistle to itselves and hope that a new font day will rise

absurd

haven't you heard - absurd is the word - a ringing endorsement of mediocre meningitis victims heard only on the stage of a one show only lint and eyelash jamboree

abstruse

abstruse itself is abstruse - why you gotta be that way abstruse? i can't help it; what else you gonna be when your junkie-ass parents name you this way. go abstruse yourself.