poem for steve joh
/thank you underpants, for your elasticity
thank you zinfandel, for your velvety mouthfeel thank you calvin klein, for your sheets, jeans, fashion separates, and tablecloths is there anything you can't make? cars, probably. anyway where was i? thank you tivo for your magic-box ghost voodoo thank you bicycle for making that stripe on my butt when it's rainy out thank you Camry trunk for holding basketball, soccer shoes, mandolin, postmodern theology books, and foodthank you Camry accelerator for not failing and killing me thank you bacon for being bacon, obviously.