First Grandma drove into the Sacramento River
at 70 mph Though I am wetting this,
I tell him no I’m grounding in the commonly loved spiral shape,
I’m not
sure how much that costs.
Shout stain remover on the crest of my nest,
yes id kiss you there
fresh stem
puckering at the shoulder girdle
- no water, comes water.
Between the incident and myself,
Between the phone and its tunnels,
She says,
“I’m driving by an orchard.”
next! give me another!