My Thoughts Of Her Rise To The Top,

Title: All that you love will be carried away.

Artist: Local Idiot (self)

Title: Love in the Time of Coronavirus

Medium: Digital Camera

Artist: Local Idiot

She's on my mind.

She got there through the ear canal.

She's in my heart.

I think she got there through the lungs.

Idea.

If I was Burger King I'd make a better Whopper and call it The Whoppest.

I crave you like carbs.

And all the salts of your body.

People have the wonderful ability to tell you exactly what they need; most of the time they don't mean what they say.

She said something about me being a good listener. I don't know, I wasn't paying attention.

This time, it's personal.

I loved how the universe manifested itself as her. And for that brief moment in billions of years, I was there for it.

She has phases like the moon,

each wax and wane equally predictable.

I live by a lunar calendar.