april 23 2023

Bill, I am up to no good and have been up to no good for some time now. When I wrote my name on the coast I did not realize I was stealing your last breath. Now the house is gone and sold to a sailor family and my aunt caught a hereditary disease. It must simply be your fault that I was made to walk home. My anger could fill up this whole table, but do you remember when we both shared rooms with our sisters? And do you recall driving your step-mom’s mini-van up the highway so I could break plates with a sexual sadist and do you have somewhere in that college brain of yours that I was sick, but I attended your high school graduation. Girls have neurosis, not real pain, and the backs of earrings and The Front Bottoms. And they puke in the laps of babies on flights to prove that they need to be taken care of just like he. I create pain for product, lust for a consequence, and the dilemma in growth. I am the most luxurious good, the highest quality stock, my body converts critics in little to no time. I am constantly on the up and up!

Jesus visited me in a dream, so that makes me as much of a pope as francis. But as someone with those perky Eastern cheekbones, I pledged my birthrights to John Paul, somewhat against my will. I am the patron saint of schoolgirls. I wear Nike socks to hide ankles that do not fit into flat shoes, and my school picture turns out blurry because we hired a photographer with massive cataracts. I can never get mad ENOUGH. I cry at Kendrick Lamar and his Pulitzer prize and and go to AFSCME union meetings to do my schoolwork. I well up with efficiency. I am building a hefty repertoire of bodily tactics and twitches to persuade. I only have a front camera on my phone. I am boiling over. I am the jury of morality and you will not strip me of my Title. I am so sick in front of you. I deserve too much credit.

I have terrible circulation. My knuckles swell up and I am too obvious. And on the screen there are many mannequins and he thinks, “Will she ever be still”. Never in her life has she rested for a second longer than allowed. She feigns a virginity to those with handbooks around her, and they propose a different education. I sweat out the love around him. I am a promoter of all the goods I will never let myself touch. I am my ideal, I am thrilled and positive. I am not affected by the “consequences of time”. My puncture wound of some vision is so consistent. You have a management problem and I am unsatisfied. It is good to be noticed. It is better to grow quick. But he will never take off his clothes because he is embarrassed of the sickness. She fills her schedule without him and he scrambles to be useful. He drapes clothes around the home. He Does Not look her in the eye. He shows his chin at all times.

I actually will never boil over I was lying and I am so content. I still deserve credit. I can lift the heavy bench at work. I keep myself tidy and hold my tongue at times. I do not breathe through my mouth, even when I have allergies. My cheeks turn red when I lie. I have those nipples that some people like. I grow my hair out every couple of months. I still deserve credit. No one needs to be saved by you.

I am so jealous of the feel and the flesh and a best, blessed face. One without holdings of censure and stock, without the only fruit allowed. I would love to be watched, be peeked at. I think I am idealistic in that way. Needing an audience in a world where few just spectate. That is why I am always the best audience member! I would love to watch how motion drives you. How little things I’ve said in my sleep make you wonder if I am lying. If I really tell the truth the way I do, with a big smile. With too much gum. Everyone has been saying I smell really good lately, and that is the truth. A flight attendant, an old lady at my job, everyone that saw me for who I am. Everyone that ever loved me whole has beady eyes that show up in movies I never end up liking. I do not end up liking a lot of the movies I watch. I’ve always been just a tad bit hard to please. Not too hard, just the right amount of course lol. But I stand there so nice so your beat never stops. I sweat out the love around him. I always have a good blue drink with me too. They love me a lot. I have good pictures