Sex with a French guy
but I was too drunk.
Scratch that now eating last night
haze. If you don’t mind that would be great.
Wanting to go to bed to
sleep a fish in other offices to boot I mean.
Now eating in my future. I can’t die.
Give me another
morning to sleep with. Sure. Yes.
As long as it gets communicated that’s great.
To regroup in general.
General Annette.
General Geneva.
Dad I cried for a long time last night
after the French boy left. I forget
that I am sometimes regarded
as a poet.
