I’m always happy
the day after I didn’t
publish night before
but fuckit’s buckets
my choke collar’s batteries
died this fucking plague
unlimited lack
of contact but fingertap
me up you me how
same but beautifully
strange when I hug you the first time
see a year’s difference
When was the last time
I called in sick literally?
Figuratively?
pjoepf Of vriecyh 