Today was really hard. I felt like my mind was slipping. br I sent an sms br I tried to unsend it br I tried to take it back br But its lunging, clumsy inexperience blundered on br Bursting good will and pleasance - like an over-ripe pomegranate, br br I asked her if i was bugging her. br br I’m sure someone once said, that by trying to grasp love you crush it. br No, wait it was Dorothy Parker - she said, br br “Love is like quicksilver in the hand. Leave the fingers open and it stays. br Clutch it, and it darts away” br br She was probably a psycho-stalker too - she probably killed her lover by slipping mercury in his pimm’s.