september can be a month of silly angst, too - though I promise I'm not just trying to bring you down,sweets,you know I'll do anything to impress you

Your touch is

All this powdered sugar

up my nose

and disengaged concentration


- the inability

to sneeze


Don't give in to that stomach pang

little boy

Against -
Stomachs

Are just tall glass

For,
to,

take you up in the
Blood -

bad for me:

rock-hard
sleep