London

Bougainvilleas fall into the pool

The hard shelled bugs bite my forearm

My right index fingernail chewed to the quick

My cervix is alarmed, scared even.

My sprinklers go off at 6 pm each day

And sometimes they spray unsuspecting visitors

My pimples are gooses all over my legs

My brow is furrowed and my vision is blurred

And how I do love London

And how I do love London

The birds make guttural sounds and protect me

My friends come to visit and love me a lot

I don't have the energy to fill them in

I am lagged by the jet and the 12 hour flight