I forgot to look at my Facebook memories,
will that become a memory too?

ah
those things we did and do not do
won't **** us.

Intermission.

who would true Calor be
all gas and gaiters.

There's a wind blowing in,
bringing in something,
probably
not the sheaves
of corn,

but hymn or her
because
She'll always be there
we'll be warm.