Friday, October 1, 2010

go find another lover

I am sitting outside on my deck dunking biscuits into my tea.

I always make myself too much pasta.

This morning I openly wept on the bus.

On my run I saw six ginger cats sitting on a trampoline and I thought I was dreaming.

I like eating fruit in public.

I wrote several statement poems about you.

I have jaffas in my pocket.

I am listening to ABBA in a kebab shop.

I lay in my bed and my feet are cold.

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