Happy Birthday

Happy birthday: Your My suicide attemptsignificant memory in which you carry yourself Be a boatvessel of passportcritical documentation/documents, but today you’re air. I am not here in the fuzzed VHS-ness of 16small ageth baby teeth family camera lens birthday parties in stnley st parkneighborhood park, so deal with it.
I am not here in the junction of audubonsuburban streets/grass dew/traffic cone mist where loss of controlfear is what sadnesslowercase emotion baby teeth in wet park benches do to hurricaneenvironmental phenomena. Therefore, upon careful reflection, deal with it.
I compare anythingsomething to the kind of what thelowercase dissonance variation you feel when you realize a elationterrible noise like when you realize for the first time that helium balloons pop/the kind of elation when helium balloons do that thing to your voice/both of them together happens on your better nights entrusted to analog recordings and basement boxes like the bag of starfishesselfish organ, plural you were.
So happy birthday. But for want of the immortalitymortal lack the bothsky or body is already dying.

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