look at this
wandersome tourist
putting stickers on the backs of all our women
and dollars in the pockets of our men
their period piece

bouchard told me to add him on facebook
maybe it wasn't the case that i was considering dual
citizenship
after all,

sweet or tangy? my shame
is a color, not a taste
it is melatonin
my ego blushes and hulks until
you put him down
baseball is intricate enough!

we've established: i should keep looking
for my own pasture
or at least one where i am the wolf
a sheepish cow in a sheep's (vacation home)

mandy sees my salience? mandy
is hundreds of miles away
perceptive as it is, no minister is handy enough -
or sells rohypnol, for that matter
aiden is the tree