Tuesday, September 27, 2005

xlvi

Well, now I seem to be a
different person who is
melting like a snowman
when I look at your forehead.
No, when I lick your forehead.
I suppose we can say
it was very much a success!
Roll over on top of me!
No, roll over and I’ll climb on top of you
and watch the mole on
the back of your ear next to
that inexplicable crease!
My teaching is going well.
Saturday it’s my 3rd real week
and I’ve agreed to help the Girl Scouts.
Now you’ve awoken.
You’ve awoken and I’m reading
Chelsea Girls but you get my attention.
That will be $50.
I do NOT remember this!
Come here, you’re getting real bad.
I think this is love.