I like the smell of old yellowed books
and staying up until three
in the morning
I drink coffee and tea
and paint my nails
a drunken red kiss
the surface of broken oyster shells
makes me smile
and I love those summer storms
that thunder and drizzle all day
I find elegance in mirrors
and in faded photographs
I really enjoy the sounds of hands
typing on a keyboard
I observe more than I let on
and I guess I'd just like to say
hello