just got a haircut
and now crying
into my stomach
out of normal
indifferent happiness.
gonna meet the blue
beauty at Target on Powerline
and argue with her
about the color of tape.
I wish the days were longer,
and I wish I liked Florida,
and I wish her freckles
weren't so damn great,
but all of this is so.
I eat it
like my thumbs
and nowhere,
because this is happening,
for short, for ever,
two words.