Some folks across the street decided
at 1:30 AM to scream bloody murder.
Since then I have contemplated
the nature (qualified)
and the extent (limited)
of my love for my fellow man.
It is fuck-all snowing outside.
Here are some pictures. But
I guess if you are reading this,
you have already seen it.
I happily look forward to tonight
when I will see you again.
If I should fall asleep, please
prop me up with a broom handle,
a glass of tequila in my hand.
