Tuesday, December 17, 2013
idea: buy an air conditioner and a space heater for bedroom, turn them on, see if they make a tornado
idea: get out of bed, buy a dry erase board, write to-do list on it, never cross anything out, never do anything
idea: get out of bed
idea: i used to love sleeping but now it makes me feel afraid and dead
idea: if you brush your teeth long enough can they get sharp like fangs?
idea: is it very normal to feel sick on planes or at hotels or when you're driving in the pitch black on route 17 because everyone is snagged somewhere, everyone has that place that they never leave
idea: stop all highway construction, pool tax money and create flying cars, let the roads fester, let the vines crack intersections, see if anyone actually misses traffic because it was the one time of the day that they had to actually sit with themselves
idea: a phone that senses when you're drunk or sad and then blows up before you can text anyone
idea: an ever lasting kitten fountain
idea: rob a family, wait three days, give all the money back, see if they say thank you
idea: don't ever get murdered because if the paramedics go through your left dresser drawer they are going to think you're a pervert
idea: take your medicine
idea: call someone
idea: what if everyone had a microchip in their necks that recorded everything from birth and when you fell in love with someone you had to sit down together and watch a whole movie of their life, would you still love them like you did before?
idea: build a shelf, put candles on it, let the wax drip down the wall, do nothing about it, let it fill the entire room, build a kingdom out of the wax, drown in it, become lavender scented and store packaged and burn in her room and be everything, become everything, watch the way her hand touches everyone that isn't you.
idea: get high instead of fill out grad school applications
idea: stop getting high instead of filling out grad school applications just so that you don't have to think about the future and how you never thought this far ahead before and everything has been so fast and sometimes you can't breathe and sometimes you don't know what is real anymore or if you're real
idea: shut up forever
idea: it feels weird seeing facebook photos of people that you've seen naked and just clicking 'like' because you don't like it but you feel something deep and heavy and angry and sad in your stomach and you figure that it's close enough
idea: she doesn't live near the 30th ave stop on the Q train anymore but sometimes i still see the roof shake and red lights reach through her window and the glow touch the parts of each other that we never could, every
35 minutes after midnight. it feels weird that two other people sleep in her room now and they'll never know all the love that happened there and i'm sure that no one has stared at that plaster crack or the one knotty floor board like i have and no one has ever felt as much, as hard as i did under the Q train, every 35 minutes after midnight
idea: take shower, stay in shower for days, see how long it takes roommate to call the cops
idea: when i look at my mother i feel sad and embarrassed and empathetic and i don't feel amazed anymore, when did that happen?
idea: she is the december sort of beautiful when it's cold as
hell and the sun is out and her coffee isn't nearly as hot as i am under
suffocating layers and fever warm and my bones aching like they want me to tear them out or something, to molt myself, scuttle as a hermit crab under the nearest rock, stay there for one hundred and twenty seven days until i become
something docile, something nurture-worthy.