a very quick painting of an anatomical heart

listening to punk rock
and counting COVID casualties.

did you hear about Sarah? he asks.
apparently, she's been stripping in a strip mall.

but I am confused because I thought
he was talking about Sara, not Sarah.

we are left twiddling our thumbs
because the pizza place is closed for Presidents' Day. 

I always liked her,
and I thought she'd stay in New York forever.

but LA (or Florida) takes the best of us
by the britches and the ditches.