year in review:
I miss you terribly
I’m terrible at missing you
It’s terrible this missing you
how is it that the people who keep you from feeling lonely also make you feel the loneliest?
“It’s more than I could have wished / hoped / asked for, but it’s not what i wished / hoped / asked for” (and other thankful ingratitudes)
tension crowds the dirty streets and the
why can’t I why can’t I meet;
complacent on a Sunday afternoon,
complicit with the gloom
“If I’m a spider, I don’t want to be sprayed with Lysol, you know?”
favorite line:
complicit with the gloom
*p