jbtook a nap because the clouds came back not physically but across my mind I really fucked up this time ate two poptarts and felt sick walked out to get a drink everyone plus one is out at picnic tables under an awning in the sun fixing cars with the hydrant on listened to the same space needle song 4 times makes me think of myself myself at 15 myself at 22 here I am now still being less than that everyone walks on by facetiming behind shades passing through and away grocery bags beach chairs holding hands lead by exhausted dogs 6 packs and cases these two drinks are for me and no I don’t need a tray the sun punishes me the drinks taste like gas but slide down like purified water from a crystalline planet what did you do this summer how about this for a life I’m here every day one way or another looking around for someone who won’t show up so I light another one and wait until I feel sick all over again
jbjust a sentimental slug
🐦crack the moon shadow, store it in ur bellybutton, eat it tomorrow morning like a bowl of dry cereal.
ericrearranging dust motes for money and feeling bad about it
ericin too many places that belong to me, what is belonging if I never see them again