All of you people are
wonderful. Just so you know.
And I’m just a sleep-deprived
ditz reading bedtime stories.
It’s impossible to find
last night’s wit (& other
drunken nights). One
date down, another
over smoke. Recently,
a drunken evening
stroking out. So
flirty I bought it
in the mouth.
He thinks &
feels & clarifies.
Blue plaid, sunshine.
