napowrimo #13

LET ME FIND MY SOOTHING FIRE

I've got love in my
skillet, again, love,
coconut macaroon
pancakes, again, love.
Holy shit Jim Ford is
crispy. Sun hands on
down its walking cane to
the swamp behind the barn
where I found a white
bat, didn't want to
kill it. Put it in my
skillet. "Okay, pass
a fallow swamp, 2nd
reflectors, after the
trailer, but before
Stanley Street." It's
okay, no one hands-
down the first time.
Holy shit, love. Holy
coconut macaroon.

Bonus material: Category: Dismissed Titles: BABY IF THE CAKE AIN'T MISSING TELL ME HOW THAT ICING GOT ALL OVER YOU