What it feels to fall in to the pool. The hard shell bugs bite my forearm. My right index fingernail chewed to the quick. My cervix is a long one. My sprinklers go off at 6pm each day. And sometimes they spray unsuspecting visitors. My pimples are goosehairs all over my legs. My brow is furrowed and my vision is blurred. And how I do love London. And how I do love London. The birds make guttural sounds and protect me. My friends come to visit and love me a lot. I don't have the energy to fill this. I am like flight attendants on a 12 hour flight. And how I do love London. And how I do love London. I am intrigued by the boy with songs. sometimes they write sometimes they write not. The steam will smell of eucalyptus in the shower. The hug will feel forced upon you inconsolable thing. And how I do love London. And how I do love London. Deep breaths will not make my brain stand still. To be loved and swallowed are single and depraved. I love speaking French to the taxi drivers. We slept and were cold on the train out of France. And how I do love London. And how I do love London.