to whom it may concern

you'll have to excuse shayna for not writing a poem today.

she was not inspired by the way the sun shone through the trees on the highway in the early afternoon

or moved by the long ride to brighton, falling into old radio habits with old friends.

she got stoned and fell asleep eating ice cream sandwiches with easy rider on in the background again.

we will keep you posted with any developments.

as always, a day late.