am i gliding?
a softness in going home
going room
to room
is not so
my shin hurts
when i think about it "cracking"
i hear the whimpering of the dog
with the jingling of the keys
"give me a jingle"
it's beginning to feel a lot like california
or like christmas
in mexico
every christmas
even BC*
i knew you would smell like sunshine
lavender soy scent
mrs. its a clean day
from nj to the pj
mr. i can work out with my eyes closed,
and i want to cover
the sunny side of life
but it breaks my heart to throw away a seashell
"his manners were so exquisite
that they were like a definition of civilization"
