things to not speak of
I got sea sick on the carnival rides of my mind and had to lay my head in my lap as a vampire watched from above me in "thinking stance". I placed myself in a dark blue empty school gymnasium with a disco ball twirling above the only boy and girl left dancing in the wreckage. I was watching from the bleachers and probably sipping a martini if I was lucky enough. A ghost blew a cold kiss towards my cheek and snapped me out of fantasy world. back to the living. Or the dead. However you may see it. That night small words felt better than big ones. High heeled shoes made the most beautiful clicks on the wood floor in the dark hallways and the tinkering, hammering, spell of a whurlitzer made me realize that...she's god-damn-right! I didn't kill anyone. I may have come close but if he's still breathing than so am I. And he's definitely still breathing. Me though...Maybe a little more imperceptibly. Once again I started to think about Mazzy star. I suggested the similarity in slide guitar choice. He smiled. From lack of feeling, lack of a person or just lack of being on, the time came for me to pour my heart out in visual form.
a)Coney Island New York...Abandoned carnival. a lonely couple.
b) a blue room. a highschool dance left for the janitors spilling glassy light across two beautiful teenagers.
c) the vampire i spoke of previously, at a slow motion new years eve party sitting outside alone and sad at a fountain in the cold.
d) the world falling apart
e)dead girls locked in closets.
I feel better.
a)Coney Island New York...Abandoned carnival. a lonely couple.
b) a blue room. a highschool dance left for the janitors spilling glassy light across two beautiful teenagers.
c) the vampire i spoke of previously, at a slow motion new years eve party sitting outside alone and sad at a fountain in the cold.
d) the world falling apart
e)dead girls locked in closets.
I feel better.