jordan, my lovely, my sorrow, my glee. if only i could have captured the moment on super 8.
jordan took me aside the other day, and rose went to follow.
STOP, and the up-putting of a hand.
she stopped.
NOT YOU, and a dismissal.
i'll be over in a second, rose. what do you want? with a turn.
HOW IS THAT THING GOING? HAVE YOU GOTTEN ANY YET?
(how crass of you, jordan. how crass.)
no. i haven't because i don't want to, especially not from him. thanks for asking, though, jordan.
WELCOME. SEE YOU LATER, and a pat on the back.
(i shall relish that pat on the back.)
STOP, and the up-putting of a hand.
she stopped.
NOT YOU, and a dismissal.
i'll be over in a second, rose. what do you want? with a turn.
HOW IS THAT THING GOING? HAVE YOU GOTTEN ANY YET?
(how crass of you, jordan. how crass.)
no. i haven't because i don't want to, especially not from him. thanks for asking, though, jordan.
WELCOME. SEE YOU LATER, and a pat on the back.
(i shall relish that pat on the back.)