Saturday, October 15, 2011
I. The signal was weak today. From upstairs you could barely hear anything. But you were so calm it almost scared me, the way you could stand not to see me clenching the banister. II. Rainbow sprinkles and chunky monkies dancing in the clamor of bliss-hungry eyes. Remember? Chocolate-dipped waffle cones and melting sticky puddles of don’t cry over spilled sweet cream and the green- blue- and banana-colored laughter fighting laughter in the air: I scream You scream / We all scream For I scream! III. She listens to so many songs about love and before I can grip the leash of my heart harder it barks at her Who do you think that you are? I can almost hear her answering Don’t be so dramatic please.