You're so sweet you must taste just like sugar and tangerines
With my feet planted as hard into the carpet as I could possibly lodge, I hold on as tight as I can. I feel like if I let go of anything, I'll never see it again. It's a feeling like vertigo. Everything around me is as solid as wings. If I stop looking at it for seconds, it will disappear. It will never come back. I feel like I've thrown my class notes into a parking lot on windy day...like I can't catch all the notes, things I've heard, lessons. Graspless, really. So it's all gone and I'm in the parking lot with nothing left to show for my efforts.
The parking lot is this ridiculous building. My brain has the commital power of squirrel in the forest. I can't care about anything, no matter how I try, except things that don't matter. Silly little fleeting moments. I cling to them and everything else jumps suicidally from my brain. If the molecules of my structure could come apart, they'd all float away. Refusing, as they go, to come close to one another. Jacob Dylan said, "God don't make lonely girls." So I must be something else, cuz he's the truth.
Plus, I'm, congested.
Rachel.
The parking lot is this ridiculous building. My brain has the commital power of squirrel in the forest. I can't care about anything, no matter how I try, except things that don't matter. Silly little fleeting moments. I cling to them and everything else jumps suicidally from my brain. If the molecules of my structure could come apart, they'd all float away. Refusing, as they go, to come close to one another. Jacob Dylan said, "God don't make lonely girls." So I must be something else, cuz he's the truth.
Plus, I'm, congested.
Rachel.