Happy New Year! Sending all of you love.
Have a Nice Trip
Being clear minded, we called all the haters,
Ordered pizza, & from the attic, with flat
champagne, pretended to be why nots.
Time came to wind our watches, because.
We do what we’re told.
But the best part was tearing apart stuffed animals—
being caught between indecision & fuzz.
It was so much easier, so we lay in the garden,
kissing the suffering while we stroked.
Somewhere was dancing.
Somewhere was crash.
The white tulips were sneaky.
You touched me this tattoo.
Gold & whispers.
Whispers & gold.
That day, we were the best game never invented.