orangeheart

i am still shaky, but calmer, & my hands smell like sawdust.

me & some honey & some tea are going to climb into bed & turn on the television with the striated-color display & watch law & order. i half wish i hadn't leant jeff my copy of can you hear, bird?, because short john ashbery poems seem to be in order tonight.

best things from today: the honey j-lee gave me for christmas, & earlier tonight on the phone when mischka called me his sidekick.