fidelity

I keep thinking I should turn this into a haiku, but I'm not sure how. I record it for prosperity :)

I'm no second Romeo
I still love Rosalind
although I met Juliet

good morning

This morning, half asleep, I was thinking about the french word for purring, and how nicely it fit the sound, when an airplane flew overhead, and for a moment I thought the sky was purring.

Heaving Landscapes

florists
lift weights
carrying the earth upon their shoulders;
atlas
heaving landscapes.

death by attrition

when are you going to admit you love me, or admit you're dating other guys, girls, whatever. This waiting is like dying a little bit everyday. I want someone to come home to, and the only someone I can imagine is you.