Loves to disintegrate
the horrible feelings.
Doesn’t love calling
it a weekend. Doesn’t
love the most difficult.
Palm Springs and cham-
omile. I have never been
so confused (speaking
as if to the tea, to the
trees). I feel like my
life is moving to Texas.
Damned despondency.
I feel naked and so out
of the city. Which could
mean I steamed it up
(stop crying) after an
explosive breakfast
with Loves to Diminish.
