Yes, yes, yes. Cheesy, tacky moments ... .

I threw up today. Once because I was jogging and the weather turned out to be more of a bitch than a companion. The second time voluntarily, to get rid of a humming noise. Kilts and highland bagpipers. Flies or other insects. Psychopomps. A TV set. Refrigerator?

They come into my room and stare while I pretend to be asleep.
They live in the corner of my eyes. They do no harm, wait their turn.
Just before dawn enter the wildebeest and early daylight.

In the morning I put on my jeans and everyday head.