Another Exquisite Corpse I Like to Call "Girlfriend"

sharp-edged clear, LSD clear
she and I
together with
our painful smiles

forgiving breezes
the breeze of
"Yeah, man" conversation
remember baubles

hug yourself
say goodbye
it's all pull from here

sometimes when her shores run shallow I
do not want to wade there

my memory may be gone
but my creations are often
better than memory

she sees me
and that's OK
this once