HOLDING HANDS IN THE TOY STORE
Think of me as a fossilized shark tooth. I’ll think of you as an antique globe. We’ll eat lollipops in a library and check our piggybanks for counterfeit 2’s. Think of me as a blue mood ring indicating smile-worthy dreams. I’ll think of you as a purple racecar changing tires half-way through. We’ll eat batteries and jump off the smoggy smell of bridges. We’ll shovel dandruff drifts and freeze-dry our problems like astronaut ice-cream. Think of me as a barcode when you scan my eyes. I’ll think of you as a lost teddy bear when I find you.