my back hurts from shoveling

They flirt, I buzz thinking how long its been since there was a game. I can taste the frozen pizza without my tastebuds, but tell me it's cheese.

A, anonymous person i'm swimming in circles with, i've done 6 they've managed three, if I make it seven it would only be to ask, "Am I ready for your voice."


I've been listening to hospital by the modern lovers, revisiting my erotic visions of cancer, A is a cancer, I had asked to take the book home about a child going through the halls without hair, it made me sick, I stood by my teacher as I would my bedside trashcan, and waited for the fallout, to pour.
instead my eyes took over, dry mouth and a case of sadness for fear i'd be walking with squeaky shoes down white linoleum floors, does not matter if I'm delivering or receiving.

A is only capitalized so I can imagine them bigger, which is true to height, and age.