Wake them up! I am lovely
It is most surreal when everyone is naked under their gowns
and there is a new man inside my ankle
and I must tell him that we’ve never met.
The name for Tuesday is Evelyn.
Though every previous Tuesday the name has been Rose.
Evelyn and I are professional
strangers, but at the risk of selling off the estate
I would like to say
(Evelyn, if you are half of a foot higher than five feet
and require one
hundred and five point two gravitational units to
keep you here, there
is a good possibility that your appendix is hiding
behind my appendix
and neither can be seen in pictures unless we both eat
so many oranges
that we become oranges, or at least half as round)
hello and yes
yes ovaries do sound like monsters when you
play back the answering
machine and yes they’ve been in your bed all this time and
Oh this will kill you, this will