
I’m going to get around to
Planting all that lupine
Dying my hair red, elopement
I’m getting to it, it’s on the list
Keeping you in mind
Living in my own way
Laughing at my own little jokes
To be repeated over the phone
I’m gonna get around to writing down everything I remember
All of it that replays like 70’s film glow
Even though it was two thousand and seven
–all of it that makes me get that apple cake feeling
But I know you worry about the poems, so this one’s for you