how can i separate myself from you?
you are the circles spinning around me
to the smell of soap and cigarettes
and an old country song
youโre humming against my hair.
you are a gutting smile
and eyes that notice everything;
you are the only person who
laughs as much as i do.
my neighbor hung flowers from his mailbox
and it made me think of you.
i donโt really know why i criedโ
i only wish we had a mailbox or flowers
or that you couldnโt live without me.
โ strawberries (excerpt #288) from โSurface Tensionโ












