<harvey's "diagram of pretty please"> 2003-03-30.10:17 p.m. Diagram of Pretty Please Matthea Harvey On skis, I criss-cross the plaza-- doorstep to stoplight, think to thought. Let the thistle leave the forest discreetly on the possum. Let the sweet buns in the bakery window overlap & smudge their icing. Inasmuch as my arms are full of compass roses, I know exactly where I'm going. That's my love there in the swivel chair. I'm the sugarbowl on wheels. back /& forth /& frosting names are often sad