I did acid all weekend convulsing in the car, hitting peak and screaming like god shoved a chain in my spine and was yanking my body around like a toy and everyone around me screaming too and Pink Floyd never sounded so good waking up next to her and taking another hit twenty four hours in our own world making a penis cake driving around the backroads of this lonely town listening to the same two songs over and over again, yelling and laughing, going to Longs to get her prescription filled and everyone knows we're high as fuck the beach and beer, i'm playing that song she likes on my broken guitar while she smiles at me, swaying by the fire coming down and holding her while we told each other our life stories, getting up to pee and pulling her into me, scared but safe, kissing her face and then her mouth, her tongue is warm and tastes like coors lite and i can feel her lip ring we run back to the fire and i smell her and touch her "am i bothering you?" "not at all" she says i feel ugly inside all over "you're not," she says and she's the first person i believe "uh...do you want to get married?" i ask dumbly and we plan out a perfect fake life that i would actually want a kid named iryk my last name and a house on the portuguese coast i wish i wasn't so stupid and drunk i wish i could sleep in your bed every night i wish you would tell me everything, your hair pulled back, a few long strands in your face, one finger on the stick shift, you made us Bowl Appetit and you asked me if i realized we had spent 24 hours together almost completely alone and i said i wasn't sick of you and you said you weren't sick of me at all i want to kiss you sober but you're straight 25 October 26 October
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