Had another break down
she thought about the boy
stupid boy,
stupid for many reasons.
Instead of feeling
she drank some magic
it tasted like purple fires
and she went blind for a second
then the problems began,
a ****** nightmare
men with the heads of horses, genitals of squirrels,
tennis ***** fell from clouds
grass ate feet
she fell
ground swallowed her whole
she ended up in a cave with some gnomes
they taught her about tragedy
how it isn't really real
just a shame to be thought of
how her heart ache was just her head's way of perpetuation the propaganda of television,
how melodrama was addictive and the most dangerous substance on the planet.
She was dumbstruck at her foolishness
then she was released
back into society
she saw the boy on the street
she said hello
he responded
and she moved on down the street
never thinking of the boy again
except when she was most lonely
and even then
she found solace in the pulling of lonliness,
strength in sadness
its powerful taste giving her energy
and the harmless little boy never bothered her mind again
she was new
broken and better than ever before.