i always see things i want to tell bianca about
show her
and i tell people about our museum imagination
the special exhibits we will have traveling the united states
the number of people who recoil at our scratch'n'sniff exhibit
but why shrink at the violet of pussy? the orchid rorschach that cannot be seen
ah, she is the best
and a few days ago i woke up and looked in the mirror after my shower
oh, i wished i could text her--she would have been able to crack up over the hair that had sprouted overnight, a thin white hair that had "old age" stamped all over it--
--it had sprouted between my eyebrows and formed a 1.5"-long C curling down to where my glasses bridged--between my eyes!--
and bianca would have had a great, brutally honest calculation at the ready
of the emotions and thoughts
culminating
in a pluck
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