What if all of her angles OF INTERPRETATION were deliberately dIlapIdAted and she went into the game with her famously upside down smoke smoke cigarettes AT FULL-THROTTLE AND CHOKE(?) and what if, although it’s hard to know, she
Tried to tend to forget about everyone else when all it really was was an immaculate +image of a wonderful full bodied MiraGe? “We are
Traipsing about this plACE with our eyes delightful and — >LED toward utter uncertainty actually. It’s… high time she
Sat herself gently down now and watched her own mind – nullify its barb-wired insides. “We don’t even mean to make iT UP as we go but we DO know…
How to sit ourselves down gently and act like mental versions of a perfect PerSoN.” And perhaps we did do it with our aforesaid eyes collapsed to a close
And our unmentionable minds, maybe, weighing themselves in again. And if so… “thank you for understanding the weight of utter
Upside down loneliness.” “Because – actually – it made us.”
