Try saying swoon in a mirror
twice on Wednesday night, and
try not to laugh. Try lying
here beside me, after your
penchant for and grove
stand juice. Try being
old-fashioned while swiving
the couch. Try betting
on treacle, formidable
lionessing your way
through the produce aisle.
Try magnets and their marlalade.
Try suckling. Try that
switch on the wall. Yes.
Try it with a little less
tongue. Yes. Now
try swoon again, leaning
your face into the glass and
close your eyes and yeah,
that's it, yeah, boul
of the clementine. Wait.
Whatever you're doing, don't stop.
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