curious as a blind and deaf cat, a wednesday whose actual name is
monday, the tune your mother sang when she used to wash the dishes,
how you feel about having to remember the tune from the last time you
heard it, which was from quite a while back, lethologica, 12:22 am,
puffing your cheeks out and letting the air go, letting it go, wanting
something (someone) to last so long that you feel you're clutching too
tightly, raspberry wine, knowing that he reads this, chapped lips,
that kind of headache you get that feels like you just know too much,
crying over spilt milk