Bill Murray is a pussy,
he never called me
like he said he
would. I am lonely and Bill Murray isn't calling.
I think I will play a game on my cell phone so if Bill calls I will be pissed because he interupted my game.
The breakdancer stalls midmotion on the cardboard
on the dock near the river where the light reflects in the water.
The dog floats down the river and I cast my fishing line towards it.
But I miss.
It smells like phone tag.
I bring a fish home to you
and hope it is as good as a dead puppy.
The grey person returns home to find the kitten has turned into a catperson.