Del Ray Cross reaches two hundred

"I’ve been trying to appreciate being alone
and I’ve been very successful. which makes
the perfect boyfriend better.
here he is rounding the hallway corner,
no more antibiotics,
a nice change of pace,
200 ghosts spitting ice.
and here we are asleep on the greenish couch we cuddle upon."

Del Ray Cross: (poem #) cc
posted at Anachronizms

Ah, Del Ray, may your Cs become Ms.