Stan's ecstatic celebration of water
incorporating condensation and evaporation
each bubble against the case like a glass fruit, the bric-a-brac of dessert
Chocolate covered cherries, especially
in the wintertime, when the grass is covered in snow & the trees are frozen
like sausage links
like sausage links concatinated like train cars or paperdolls like once upon a time
when the workers boycotted working in the city
because they wanted to stay home with their moms
lounging on the plush rug and eating special jellies.
Which reminds me:  does your peanut butter require refrigeration?
Not without my child.
michael loves chinese food
Suzanne loves Michael and is willing to put up with it
but only on Valentine's Day, when Michael agrees to engage in
shopping at Walmart while flying high on PCP.
Oh we are so low and solemn
I can't stand it.
Tangling my hair through your hands
and tangling my hands through your mouth--
Stan's foggy notion of butternut squash
is better than my notion of this catastrophe.
Stan's dream of equistrian perfection is ridiculous.
Everyone hopes to wake up with the mind of a horse.