Aug 21, 2006 14:01
yesterday or tomorrow?
it would look like a shoe if you wanted to see what i see
and if you wanted to feel what i feel, you would be bitchy, too.
(oh wait, you already are.)
and then you would carry 4 heavy boxes (one by one, of course) out of this room, into that room, through the other rooms.
then you would open the door with one hand while heavy box 1 floats on three hands and then glides through the door to your car.
(but it's my car because you're me)
you would lather rinse repeat and on the way you would cry for your bad attitude and for your empty friendships and a little bit for your mother.
since when has commiserating made anything better
didn't you still have a runny nose?
and did you not still have that stain on your favorite shirt?
and didn't your stomach still hurt from the shellfish?
but most importantly...
now isn't your nose a little runnier
your stain a little darker
and your stomach a little crampier
knowing she is suffering as well