i've think i'm going to take a break from breathing
i've been addicted to it since as long as i can remember
it's an expensive habit
and i can't afford it anymore.
i'm not interested in quitting forever, i just want to take a break for a minute.
maybe i'll put my life in storage for a few years
and pick it up when i feel like using it again.
maybe while my life is in storage i could
loan my body to science for a little while...
or maybe i could rent out certain body parts and bits of my psyche;
my **** to the cheated ones
my ***** to the meek ones
my skin to the ones who are not comfortable in their own
my sensibility to the damaged ones
my conscience for the rash ones...
maybe i could sell off the best days of my life so far
people could buy them and save them for rainy days
then relive them in their own bodies while they relax with a drink on the couch
or maybe
i could sell off my best memories (like the time i shook james brown's hand) $5 a throw for a ten second memento...
because in my life i've been: a son, a father, an athlete, a guitar player, an artist, a lover, a hater
a ******, an alcoholic, a collector, a buyer, a seller, an *******, an angel, a killer, a savior, a graduate, a drop out, a connoisseur, a genius, an idiot, a smoker, a non-smoker, a world traveler and a million
other things that make me different (identical) from (to) you. there's gotta be something lodged up there worth a couple bucks to somebody...
maybe i could patent the idea...or maybe i'll just keep them to myself until i feel like sharing them.....i don't know. maybe it's just a dumb idea...i can't make up my mind right now...
for my homegirl red. no matter how much or little...