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We can change our names and faces and everything is still the same, but different.
Magnetic poetry bonds us like gravity
I just stumbled upon a bunch of old photographs, and letters and things. I’m thinking about burning them later in a [bon] [boom] [boon] something fire in the wilderness. Someone should come with me to bring a bucket of water along just in case things get a little out of control. Like when I was 13 and torched my journal in a field near our house and the fire department had to get involved. The fire fighters had to come save me in short shorts and no shirts, barefoot in the grass. It was two in the morning. I found my parents liquor cabinet that night, and J. D. Salinger. I will destroy you too, like I do. All evidence of my previous existence should be abolished and purged. I had short hair once and black hair and pink and blue. I used to think I was going to go to ucla and become a scientist and save the world from environmental dangers. I found my parents old vinyl records. Or else I was going to become a doctor or a space explorer, on the dark side of the moon. I figured out how to sneak out of the house through my window, nevermind. I used to be in love with a boy who never liked me and this happened to me all the time. I used to go to church and then I stopped believing in god all together. Talking to yourself in the dark when no one is listening is a nastily habit reserved for people in mental institutions. Sylvia Plath was once my only friend. I want short black hair and white transparent skin. I never finished my portfolio for art school. Someone else is living my life. Should I tell them it’s not going to take them anywhere or should I let them find out the hard way. This is all you have and one day you will be just like me, enjoy it while it lasts. We all rot and decay in due time, like the fruit in a still life painting. Life has it’s own unique expiration date. See you afterwards in the dive bar kids, we’ll wash away our sorrows one drink after the next.
Remembering things is not fun.
I hate you I love you.
Jenn since 2002.
Magnetic poetry bonds us like gravity
I just stumbled upon a bunch of old photographs, and letters and things. I’m thinking about burning them later in a [bon] [boom] [boon] something fire in the wilderness. Someone should come with me to bring a bucket of water along just in case things get a little out of control. Like when I was 13 and torched my journal in a field near our house and the fire department had to get involved. The fire fighters had to come save me in short shorts and no shirts, barefoot in the grass. It was two in the morning. I found my parents liquor cabinet that night, and J. D. Salinger. I will destroy you too, like I do. All evidence of my previous existence should be abolished and purged. I had short hair once and black hair and pink and blue. I used to think I was going to go to ucla and become a scientist and save the world from environmental dangers. I found my parents old vinyl records. Or else I was going to become a doctor or a space explorer, on the dark side of the moon. I figured out how to sneak out of the house through my window, nevermind. I used to be in love with a boy who never liked me and this happened to me all the time. I used to go to church and then I stopped believing in god all together. Talking to yourself in the dark when no one is listening is a nastily habit reserved for people in mental institutions. Sylvia Plath was once my only friend. I want short black hair and white transparent skin. I never finished my portfolio for art school. Someone else is living my life. Should I tell them it’s not going to take them anywhere or should I let them find out the hard way. This is all you have and one day you will be just like me, enjoy it while it lasts. We all rot and decay in due time, like the fruit in a still life painting. Life has it’s own unique expiration date. See you afterwards in the dive bar kids, we’ll wash away our sorrows one drink after the next.
Remembering things is not fun.
I hate you I love you.
Jenn since 2002.