If God made a rock so big he couldn’t lift it, what color would it be?
Are you pondering what I am pondering?
Do you hear what I hear?
A song? A song, high above the tree?
How dull is this knife?
Does asking about a knife make it a pointed question?
What’s the answer to the question I’m asking right now?
Is it “Yes, you’re asking right now”?
Do you hear what I hear, even though it’s not Christmas?
Did Michael ever row that boat ashore, as he was endlessly exhorted to do?
Do you really have to keep telling me that we’re climbing Jacob’s ladder?
Do I have to?
Did the internship involve maths?
Can they be replaced in the womb, or is a man always born with his original shin?
Did the folks at Publishers Clearinghouse receive my response to their ‘request for verification of eligibility’ before sending me the ‘final notice to confirm verification for preliminary prizewinner selection’?
Is the answer “blowing in the wind”?
Could the wind blow your mind, hypothetically, if it were high enough?
How high does it need to be? (My mind is only 6’ off the ground.)
Can you see me from 'way down there?
Is it time, yet?