dear thinking about the bed again diary,
when i start thinking about the bed, man, no other thoughts get there rightful place in my brain. everything gets pushed away and whatever i look at starts looking like a bed. towels look like pillows. becky looks like a bed partner- even when she is just up prancing around. other things that normally aren't viewed as soft and puffy- suddenly swell and charm me into thinking they want me to lay on them- a mirage. then, my shoes slide off. step one- to the left to the left. i don't need permission. step two-to the right to the right. ima slip away and do the only thing left to do.
when i start thinking about the bed, man, no other thoughts get there rightful place in my brain. everything gets pushed away and whatever i look at starts looking like a bed. towels look like pillows. becky looks like a bed partner- even when she is just up prancing around. other things that normally aren't viewed as soft and puffy- suddenly swell and charm me into thinking they want me to lay on them- a mirage. then, my shoes slide off. step one- to the left to the left. i don't need permission. step two-to the right to the right. ima slip away and do the only thing left to do.
