blimey

she says things
like

peace out, girl scout.
she's funny.

i like her funny bones.
plural.

i like the way she puts
her finger
into my pudding
and says,

are you going to eat that,
in a british accent.

when i can't open
a jar
of olives
i hand it to her and she smirks.

one twist, and calls me lame.

i'd marry her in a heart
beat.
but my heart
these days is out to lunch.

and anyway in a week
or two

i'd be annoyed with her.
always being more
clever and funny than me.