<koertge's "to impress the girl next door"> 2003-05-01.12:08 a.m. To Impress the Girl Next Door Ronald Koertge I go everywhere underground. It is a burden I prefer because I want to deserve her love. Accordingly when she goes out, I begin to dig. The tap of her heels on the pavement drives me on. Occasionally I come to the surface beside the gas station. She never even nods, which is as it should be since she does not know who I am or that, for her, I live to burrow or how at night, curled in my present tunnel, I think about her pretty feet and giggle in the rooty air and go to sleep. back /& forth /& frosting names are often sad