my wine dauber. flied loony, like the coop.
tomorrow is a day as we know it. i’ll be wetting the traps and setting the bed.
“yesterday i woke up sucking”
between two colors (name the text) everything
in the beginning is a form of communication.
people go on and on and on (period)
in that pause, bells. a paw the shape of something that rings.
many many chica-gos to winter through. all things go.
This has been
helped by the shuffle
button. Brought to you
by the letter