Sugar, love, crevasse
my ass.
Whatevers
happening
around the
eyes,
maybe I've
just
grown accustomed to
your fucking fuck fuck fuck face
gravel around the mouth
pubis transparent with the inviolate opaque flecks of a pear's skin.
What the coinage did
what the ember did
what the visage did
what the nurnies and the greebles did
what the quite long wish list did
what the shiftless did
what the hard work and hard work and hard work and life of vacation on the board did
what the amory and feud with Christian Siriano's boyfriend did
what the lap did
Cornice and valance and mustache
Lapis
Horizontal stripes
Gingham and ghost gingham
k10k and Jason Kottke
Drawing in to the point that all that exists is the fun office, foosball tables sprewing forth Shasta Mountain Dew into river stone-strewn stream-beds made of polypropylene so that everyone in the office can have a drink.
