Four more boxing careers,
and I should probably go back to sleep,
but my half-capacity brain
is having an entire conversation
Ebullient, erstwhile, or maybe
euphemism has been compromised;
now I have that thing going on --
I love it when I can step away a minute
and meaning becomes a Grecian island.
Dear Rachel Tanner,
Let’s never want for axle grease
as long as we have butter.