All of the neighbors decided: It's time to have all our strangers over and
make friends. Chris got a pony keg of loose charm. I had an accident. I hurt

my arm. People from bands and labels. The good ones. Plenty of stunning
children, East Bay. You were from Oakland by way of the Midwest. I bought a
rose and suit with the pants pegged. You said, "I smelled you twice today."
Someone was passing out somewhere. We kissed a shot of Kentucky straight. I
swore this life is worth the wait. Hayes broke the scissors, apologized. Our
kitchen was crowded and steamy. Isn't it always? I just looked deeper in to
you. You bit my neck blue. We hung our clothes up on the floor and put our
faith in a closed door. We're having this party. Please come. It won't be the
same without you. Please come.