And now I'm going to read some poems from this orange book.
And I've got to control myself because--
I mean, I guess it's OK.
It's like I know when I should stop, more or less.
But if I just read all the poems that I listed on my playlist,
we'll just be here all night because I
want to get to new poems and just a little story too,
but let's see what happens.
OK.
I guess I do have to start with-- this
is called "For My Friend."
And my friend-- I think I was talking about it--
and my friend was in love with somebody, and I--
so funny that I thought I was the person
to give her advice about love, which is like the most
ludicrous idea of all time.
See?
I've gotten really good at drinking water
in front of people and not minding how long it takes.
"Nothing better for people than dogs.
Nothing better than making you scream here.
There were two super new cars and then
some pink chicken fillets.
I guess there were berries for sale in Scandinavia.
A man in a plaid shirt and cookies,
also, they are working in the cemetery.
I can see their blue ladder from here.
A man has written a book about many deaths or many things
to do after.
Read it.
Read it, they say.
But what comes after is a small idea, now is large, rainy.
Amy, I wish you luck."