That Said Nothing
Loves
to disintegrate
the
horrible feelings.
Doesn’t
love calling
it a
weekend. Doesn’t
love
the most difficult.
Palm
Springs and cham-
omile.
I have never been
so
confused (speaking
as if
to the tea, to the
trees). I feel like my
life is
moving to Texas.
Damned
despondency.
I feel
naked and so out
of the
city. Which could
mean I
steamed it up
(stop
crying) after an
explosive
breakfast
with
Loves to Diminish.
