Friday, March 24, 2006

clxxiv

I love you for the
pain you cause me.

A salad in a
holiday glass.

More fog and then a
dream about being.

What’s the deal?
That’s funny?

This concludes the most
miserable week.

Untied shoelaces
in my lap.

Bumped into a
Mini-Cooper.

Okay, I’m
distracted. I NEED A

PLAN A PLAN!
He was so sweet last night.

Stood at the door
for an hour.

Why am I so
distracted?

Heart cold.
Can’t swallow.