Snails

Yes! It's an old day and daily I skip
laps between an empty gucci coach and a. testoni - sounds like a pasta
that I don't want to eat.
But it's a new year and every week there's another
airport through which to jostle.
You could lose an arm here like revolver ocelot
or the cast of samurai candid camera. The heck is javanese?
We're stuck starving in an elevator and I got the guinsoo. Well bananas
and cherries were crowding the stairs like sea hares.
There is harm in eating
your neighbor. Let's tell her we miss her: split
seconds I have time to forget which way that son is going.