Part of my face is an immense crater. It is here I spend all my free time,
sitting beside myself sipping tea on the lips of my cheek bones.
We talk endlessly about your perfection; what a profound defect of character that is.
We then respond ad infinitum. We compare notes. We laugh, cry, and wistfully whine,
sitting beside myself, sipping tea, watching you.
Los Angeles, CA, USA
