next June...
it's either you or
Los Angeles,
something is happening;
unless COVID kills us all.
then in July...
I'll be back in NYC
for the poetry festival
and coffee on 27th street;
unless COVID kills us all.
before all that in January...
heading to Wyoming
to freeze my butt off
and save my job;
unless COVID kills us all.
heading to the post office today...
to mail the love of my life
some books,
a hammer and some smooches;
unless I get into a terrible car accident on the way there.