today.
somedays, not so much.
i bought nice clothes
to get a nice job
hoping it will pay for itself.
we'll see.
i am obsessed
with a cheese grater.
i must have a kettle
to make tea in my new apartment.
get me a frying pan
STAT
and please,
if you care about me in any way at all,
please
tell me it's going to be okay.
i hope the bank
will accept 47 dollars and 54 cents
in nickels and dimes.
i hope you know
that i would carry
the weight for you.
i hope you know
that there is an ocean inside of me.
it takes an ocean not to break.
we'll see.
2 comments:
it's gonna be ok
miss you riese
i'm gonna come live in sf with you kay?
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