cross Out

I kicked the smoking habit

burning nun

in favor of

breathing fire

take a dragon this

and my mouth tastes

très ashy

now, but it’s better than Gaulois

. . .

ditched contacts for

horn-rimmed windows

to frame my face

panoramically

–which would look silly–

(you’d think)

except I gave my

knows

the day off

just a temp job, anyway

planting couch potatoes

the way my garden grows

I strapped

Lazy Boys to my soles,

that way I can relax

~on the go~