Friday, May 23, 2008

being me is easy

i was dehydrated this morning but wanted a jar full of light brown coffee so bad, and had it, and sweet iced peppermint tea. i dreamed, scattered hours, almost, and felt pleased at my mind for imagining things so clever. when we were awake, when i slept, i felt the same, desperate, and his mouth was there. the lover's spit: wow.

and (no, really): another baby.