Paused the Vampire Weekend.
To concentrate on cleaning up the keys.
I didn't check your blog all day yesterland.
But I did today, because as my luck would have it.
That's when you would've unblocked the borrowed muse.
Feels like my halah guy was kinda brand new today.
Didn't tell me to take a soda.
Mohammed probably has his own shit going on.
It's blocked today, which means I most likely
Missed a perfect poem about the human condition.
Love and loss are now just forgetting to remember.
This is like a meta Elizabeth Hardwick story.
Where a young woman goes from Kentucky to New York.
Discovers the world of difference within her.