in three minutes i will be sleeping like a baby
tonight i got too drunk and made myself puke while waiting for a cab in front of some pediatrician's office.
it was a good night except for the fact that i thought about you,
and whined about you,
in my head but also outloud,
the entire time.
(in my salty memory i can only think clearly of christa romaldi's house, and the smell of breaded veal cutlets and the blue kitchen and cheers playing in the hunter green living room behind the french doors. dim lights, i would do anything for you.)
people are necessary
it was a good night except for the fact that i thought about you,
and whined about you,
in my head but also outloud,
the entire time.
(in my salty memory i can only think clearly of christa romaldi's house, and the smell of breaded veal cutlets and the blue kitchen and cheers playing in the hunter green living room behind the french doors. dim lights, i would do anything for you.)
people are necessary