Please sit down before this
cocktail runs me over. You
always have such
swell things to say.
This’ll never work.
And that’s what I love about you.
How is one ever to be
a perfectionist? Are those
orange shoes?
Take, for example,
what a fine mess
we’ll have ourselves next week.
(I’m proactive so it’s already done.)
Plus (alas) I’m down on my knees
and it’s a blessed thing this isn’t legal!
Tomorrow
I’ll be plucking lavender
from my thumbnails.
