why m. carries a nail file in her purse

once i was flying
i was flying in a plane eating yogurt
it was early
it was thursday
i was flying in a plane eating yogurt
it got on my pants
i was on a plane
yogurt splat all over my pants

her voice is as pretty as annie druyan's
my friends are rolling in a rocket ship
the sky is a crepuscular prepubescent and the city's so happy
it hiccups