Tributes

I love you strong breeze on baked-in-a-cake hot days.
I love you alley of webs and spider kites and green growth more vibrant in the shade.
I love you landlord who wanks on bad guitar in the afternoon and then practices with a bow and arrow while I fix dinner.
I love you fevered girl who makes meow all night.
I love you Orangey, even when we hug and you make me dirty.
I love you summer, even in August when you start shaving away a minute of light every day until we must light our lamps at 4 pm.
I love you sister in sunglasses, I know behind your lens your eye is brown and happy.
I love you Grandma, you named your cat Happy.
I love you other Grandma, I'm sorry you ran out of money, you bought a Jet Ski!
I love you schizophrenic on the bus, I am glad you were rambling about Mickey Mouse and comedy and not your pooped pants or something.
I love you yellow stucco, I'm leaning on you now.
Thank you spider for not biting me.
Thank you for last night's dreams: one was about sex, one was about singing.
My sister saw Worms and The Planet The last night after she flew here and she said, "The people in these bands are always acting like their orgasming."
I am playing tonight at Holocene at 11:30 pm. I am desperate for gifts!