i cleaned my room
found a dozen of those little
pencils from ikea. i seem to
really like ikea. & now i am
drinking a big, big coffee &
eating a rich, rich brownie
& all is well. & my wisdom
teeth are coming up & that
hurts like hell. & i tried
to buy my mum a new lipstick
today. all the assistants ignored me
until i pulled out forty dollars cash,
for one freaking tube of colour. i hope
i never wear expensive lipstick.

i've decided to start falling in love with strangers; ones who wear beanies & purple blazers & forget to shave & who listen to lester young in the springtime & & & most importantly; will do the hokey pokey with me, in the rain, in the middle of the quadrangle. this is not you. ((your blazer is grey.))