i was in the virgin Islands once. i met a girl. we ate lobster, drank piña coladas. at sunset, we made love like sea otters

what's new?
she asks in italics
nothing really, i say
work. play. repeat.
it's like groundhog day
only i'm no bill murray
and there's less going on here
than in punxsutawney
that and harold ramis
isn't even jewish anymore
it's not even february 2nd
for christ's sake
and there never was a damn andie
just a photocopied piece of paper
that implied her
stuck to a trailer door