Hello, Love
I’m leaving soon for the oil change
I hope the flying whirly-gigs don’t have
Trouble in the rain
I put the coffeemaker on the clean cycle again
The sea monkeys keep clogging it
They like to party in there
I hear faint music in the machine
And see the glow of a disco ball
The coffee should taste better
After it is descaled
Not like a fish though
That would be weird