she_has_made_herself_indispensible fyn gula i want to surprise you and come around when you are down. bring flowers, happy color against the background of endless white and cold tea skies. i want to help you find new ways of living. give you books i labored to read, christmas chocolate i never opened, saved for a moment like this. i look at you and then my watery eyes blink and i'm still looking at flesh turn into a louise bourgeois sculpture. you put weight into my little heart. this is what i can do. for you. i hold an icicle in my hand and melt it with the heat of my longing until it drips to water and then i drink. 030128 what's it to you? who go blather from