Doris to register nine

What if I told you there was a world where  “leaves the color of toffee lipstick settle on the surface of small bodies of water like recaptured kisses,

where you wrap the morning around you like a robe of silken mist,

where poems wash up in drifts on the furniture,

where depressed demons drown their sorrows in chocolate cake at Denny’s,

robots fall in love with curling irons,

and even the Marlboro Man eventually trades in his old black skillet for a dream kitchen and a yard in the ‘burbs?”

Wouldn’t you want to get lost in that world?

And often?  

I do!   And I more than highly recommend it. 

Update:  those lines above within the quotes are all from Shay’s poems, just so y’all don’t get to thinking I’m suddenly brilliant. 🙂  Even “Doris to register nine,” is hers, which I think is a freaking wonderful line, maybe even a title for a song.