Published: November 5, 2009

This is a new pen

but it is 4 years older

than when I got it.

It’s another October,

seems to be a fruitful

month, or at least

I’ve tricked myself

really well.

I’m finally in love again.

I only say “again” because

I don’t know what I’m

talking about.

Richard is home,

his chin is new and

we’re going to get lost later,

I hope we do(n’t) come home

again.