I was thinking about you
the other day
it was fucken great.
I was like "this person,
she's so okay she smacks
the dial all the way 'round
back past okay and up to fine."
(Which if you think about how
many other readings she just flew
through, is no mean feat.) Anyway,
I was thinking about you. You see
too how respectful! Calling you shit like
"this person" and shit. People don't even know
sometimes how I honor them in mind. It's like
preposterous, but the thing I can't even get across
is how great
it was
just to think of you.
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