4/15

chicago was a dream.

lately i live off of sugar and liquor.

i dont eat by myself.

overdue papers can wait.

my days bleed into each other

like ink on pulped paper.

black holes are fun.

To exceed the extent of an initial memory.

Love in a theater
over time.
Sick limes decorate
watered down whiskey.
The kids on stage celebrate
anger.
His friend will ask
my age.
They will laugh at my crown
made of daisies.
You still have gold glitter
on your face.
"Should we go by our picnic spot?"

The bond between boys.

Talk to me about Dale and his eccentric drama dreams.
Talk to me about Jimmy Strange and his chain smoking drag.
Max and Liz sit in the same room, carrying on conversations in their heads.
Bill Nye reclines on the truck bed, smelling like paint.
Talk more about your mother, your children, your ex-wife, your other life.
 The Room mates provocative behavior
while stories are told of the broken lights
and the last cigarette- June 29, 2013.
(West Virginia with Owen and the old lady in a trailer)

Transendence/Room for growth.
"Like a bush...if it over grows, it will choke itself.
If you prune it, it will continue to grow."

lovely freedom

tonight - i accept every part of myself.

 "I disregard the proportions, the measures, the tempo of the ordinary world. I refuse to live in the ordinary world as an ordinary women, to enter ordinary relationships, I want ecstasy. I am a neurotic- in the sense that I live in my world. I will not adjust myself to the world. I am adjusted to myself." 

-  Anais Nin (my hero)