Like laying down On the one part of the floor Where carpet Overlapped a different Carpet
Daydreaming Arguing Separation anxiety It’s an eye roll away And a left at Wyncrest Road
It was outside on cold nights With gloves Stolen from the lost and found Beckoning the older kids Drive up Have your money ready
Like sitting down in The shower Or singing a sad tune Off key Like rolling A broken ankle And laughing
It’s like working a Paper route And never seeing the sun Just so someone else Can wake up to the truth Bagging papers People's faces are the most honest Especially on a rainy day Gotta double bag it then
The song in my head Isn’t the same beat As the blood pumping Through my arm Or the throbbing Of my elbow But ******* Can my feet dance
I think this piece was born out of a massive wave of frustration I was dealing with while working to deliver papers at 2:30 in the morning. To be 20, and in a position like that made me wonder and ask myself how did I get here? Why do I keep pushing forward? And where does it end? The title speaks to holistic remedies and how I feel people look for cheap solutions and short cuts to complex health problems; Apple Cider Vinegar being this magical cure for everything from teeth to skincare to digestion. It seemed odd to me, similar to how people put a carpet in a room with carpeted floors.