Dear Miffy

Dreamed about you again.Like I do most nights.Sometimes it's nightmares,sometimes it's good dreams,sometimes I have to change the sheets.'You can squeeze my lemon, baby, juice runs down my legs.'Tony writes letters.To Miffy.And breaks your heart."Your life's a solo run, and even the crowd that's cheering you want you to fall over. They love you when you win, but they love it even better when you lose..."