I'll never forget our Sunday adventure.
Gazing at each another over macchiatos. Froth on your nose. 'Hey,
let's do something.' Gliding through a lens flared afternoon on our
fixies. Bon Iver on the soundtrack. 'Yeah, I feel that exact same way
too.' The incline of your flannel hat. #CuteOverbite. Meeting Gustav
and Francesca at the organic food market. He's getting back into
puppeteering and she found this awesome Il
Duce tee. We compare apps. We get toffee apples. You tell me about
when you lived in Budapest and I tell you about my year in Brooklyn.
'I've been thinking about reading about physics.' We grab a taco and
go see the new Spike Jonze. An Instagram sunset. A bench on the bank
of the canal.
'I'm not sure I'm looking for something
serious right now.'
'Me too, I'm like kind of like really
busy and stuff.'
So it's an unremarkable goodbye that
I'll write a remarkable song about and I'll perform it at Kabbáge
and you say that you'll be there but I know that you won't and
neither will I but I'll think about today all day tomorrow while I'm
processing gypsies at the death camp.
2 comments:
Are you going to Kabbáge early or late this week because I sort of want to do my spoken word thing before you do your remarkable song?
I'm not sure I can make it actually because I've kind of got this thing I need to like do and stuff. #entropic
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