Look, there’s a snail in the sky. I’m getting dizzy
trying to read while chomping cucumbers,
tomatoes, and my 4-cheese sandwich
from Massimo’s (whatever that 4th cheese was
is oozing out of the middle & onto my fingers).
Is was.
Was is.
Then I ran into the snowbunny I slept with
and he tried to berate me for buying
a new pair of jeans. Miss
Communication. Now we’ve got cloud
excrement. Which is more fun than fun. Also,
I got a 4-page letter from Columbus.
It was a sweet letter.
