Miu miu velvet halter with silk ties. Quickly. i am not alone anymore i liked going off to be alone alone alone alone the gravel pitting my heels would labor me to spherules of paste and now light headed in Untermeyer Park in front of the replicas, the demons of 1974 we read the brochure with the long trail I warped jealous of Mrs. Untermeyer and her befriending all the mathy artists inviting them into her pre-horror amphitheater. You are something foiled by my wall the head popping out this country I’ve received too much pleasure this week a hooded day is counting I see you asleep in your pain and your scarf