thought daughter

365 PARTY GIRLS

think of ancient wars loves dead. so much happens in the dark yet tomorrow the sun will move up and on, you’ll get a ticket if you park on the south side of the street on Thursday or the north side on Friday. the efficiency of the sun and the law bulwarks sanity. something bites me. I madden spray half my bedsheets. I turn see the dark mirror— the cigar the loose belly me old. I laugh. it’s good they don’t know. I take my head put it back on my neck get between the sheets and can’t sleep.