blowing basil in the sink.
it’s the night the marquee
blew up. broken letters yet
litter the sidewalk. what
wheat [blip] bird with spatula
and frying pan. a gucci and a
starbucks of course.
31 minutes over 3.5 miles.
take a nap and break an
easel. wind up with waffles.
haven’t made those in
a long time. the sound of
a gas in the neighborhood.
the whistling firs mixing
chinese with english again.
