i miss vladimir but estragon

not so much (‘workshop’ buzz word for the ages)

plug in adaptors are arousing in the cruelest way,

only september though, when

visiting experts proclaim personifying the land

dead, because human arrogance is despicable

in me, & you pull off everything.

i spy trees to hang us in (we / me).


lastly, there’s the first word learnt. i’m 

basking in that futility, earning points for the academy

& the dream was of a caravan, with slot machines. 

fruit figured.