Apr 07, 2008 16:20
headache
bleeding too much to be normal
dry eyes
studio
breathing in neon green blacklight responsive nail polish
painting little discoball planets onto black construction paper
finding all the wrong tapes and none of the ace of base tapes
hearing j.s play guitar really well and getting happy
carnal knowledge tape in eleanor's studio
david true pats you on the head
you promise yourself to make things again
you promise yourself to go outside wearing only sneakers
you promise yourself to suspend rocks from strings
to learn to shoot lightning from your eyes
you know where the power lives
you get to keep it
you get to try to be a good woman
you get to transcend being a woman
you get to give a shy girl a punk haircut when she asks you
you get to hope that no one is too angry to talk to you
you get to have a bad taste in your mouth
you get to have only happy memories
you get to pee all the time
you get to read about how incest produces hermaphrodites in a book about painting
you get to realize all of your dreams
you get to realize all of your dreams
you get to take a nap at some point
you get to stop starving yourself when there is honey at your house
you promise to wake up every day
who are you making that promise to?
you are making it to yourself.
you get to make a little world for yourself
you get to write little songs in your head every 5 minutes and then completely forget them.
luck