of days
not great
the cat
stretches
in front
of the fan
a powder
I guess
he said
it’s the
most fun
he’s had
all year
I just stop
the coffee
and gather
my wits
in the mail
another poem
here I am
just look
the Thai food
my haircut
the big move
the wackiness
I feel justified
when I put
the collar on
