Sunday, May 15, 2011

mcccxcvii

Where were we when grief
dribbled, Davos?  Then we
chat a lot for the first time.
Most of the last few days we

read in bed.  Sitting at Steph’s
a couple of years ago mixed
in wit.  Nice dance on our
first fight.  Over lots of dim

sum.  The fact I don’t eat
pork or beef and the surreal-
ity of happiness.  Our garden
lease as an example.  But he

was too cute being mad at
me.  We smoke and watch
a bad Hong Kong movie,
dance two weeks in a row.