So, here's a hint for what I bought you.

Sometimes people deserve a present,

a gift or whatever you call it.

You can wrap the small box

in the comic section,

putting The Wizard of ID

and Beetle Bailey on top

because they're the only funny ones.

So, now that your copy of the Lexicon Devil seven inch,

or your red cashmere scarf 

or the movie tickets are wrapped,

handwrite a card.

Not something phony you fought

a plumber and a cornerback to get.

Something meaningful,

with words crossed out where you misspelled marriage

or used the wrong your.

Keep them guessing.

Don't drop hints, 

that's the hard part.

I drop hints 

like backtrack bread crumbs

and it always fucks me over

in the end.

So this time, I'm going to give you something

you can't wrap

or fit in a bag 

or buy online.

I think I'll give you me beacuse

I am a present you can open

again and again.