5. and you were that first hard rain in February an errant spring come for the second time this season I both knew and didn’t expect your dripping shadow on my door I knew and didn’t know you’d leave again before the overeager grass had time to freeze
4. Santa Anas make themselves a road through Orange County when they rattle through the palms fill your sinuses with dust and oak tree pollen then you know summer will die for a little while and you can put on boots and light a fire pretend that winter is something more than a circuit slut
3. Disney opens to us again those gilded floodgates tourist camera shutters click the cotton candy stink of happiness of gluttony we are swallowed in the excesses mouse ears flat on our sweaty skulls can’t remember why we ever came
Yey moo moo! I love black cows so much!!! They are my favorite.
“Best grass”, huh? Don’t let that get around to the wrong crowd! lol!
Yum!
It’s beginning to sound like my rats. But alive cows are way better than dead rats!