Shoes click behind me There is much empty sidewalk Yet you're much too close
Pass waste of despair Into the toilet bowl of The ordinary.
Concrete-lined canal The ajumma dance party Is only starting
Graduation day Take your flowers with a grin On to your next hell
The line between a Peach and a butt is slender As a cat's whisker
Corn swirled in ice cream Suspiciously delightful In the late winter
Laundry to be done Small dog dreaming on my lap Next day, fancy dress