Still fall into

some sort of wth

Mondays, twodays

But then my eyes light up

For I can change it all

before matcha even

hits the dha dhin-na ta-ka-ta dhrrnnnng

notes 

So bring on the nights, too

In the romanticized part of my youth, when ideals were more important than air, my nose used to turn upwards at the idea of eating out. Now, as someone who eats cake for breakfast while the kids are asleep, I get absolutely excited when someone feeds me and I don't have to do the dishes. Sunday Brunch.

I never said

My game is better than yours

But when I'm bored with your level

I'm out. That's all

Octaves work

up to Calcium

Cool, my hurry,

pause to put things in order

just this time

She learns Russian to talk to me

Music to my ears

She doesn't choose an easy path

does she