I crack my neck.
in the sheets of the morning.
the sun shines.
this is a blue, blue, blue peaceful day.
there are rocks.
in my sister's backyard.
I am thankful for your love.
however gone.
the current can't defeat the jetwaste that is pure and clean.
I am up.
belly.
heart.
I live in New York City.
I want to care.
when I last saw Mary
she lied and said it was her birthday.