engaging in domestic activities. let me make you waffles, crisp and caramel brown and fresh from heat. honey sweet melting with yellow butter cascading through the squares and dripping down the sides, flooding the plastic plate beneath.
we slept like babies last night, ignoring the highway and the passing trains. sunshine woke me up bright with fingered rays outstretched.
shower flows from the head towards the porcelain floor using my body as a means of transit. warm liquidy clear and sudsy. body blushed with heat marks and the mirrors fog up. i draw hearts on the steamed glass, wiping away the mist and leaving beaded droplets of water.
currently spinning: the nerdles: four-leaf clover