Sending you a cross stitch of wish lists, keep my jaws open wide or wired shut.
Stop speaking in acrostics and loose lipped veiled apologies.
How did I become so forgettable and starlit smitten? It was crafted by the everlong contrarian.
I see them wandering eyes. So do you or don’t you?
For each new day, electrolytes burn across the undertow and slip through the footnotes to emblazon us with the emblem of our contrarian.