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Oct 2013
I’m not in the same place I was this morning,
And I never left my bed.
Maybe I time traveled,
Or I just have a new way of looking at things.
Probably not.
I need to stop pulling out my eyelashes.
It’s funny how having two things in common with somebody,
Makes me feel like we we’re meant to be.
When really we probably just share a kidney,
Or the same blood type,
But that doesn’t matter cuz I’m not a creature of the night!
Or maybe I am?
My life isn’t made of calendar pages!
Only one long all-nighter,
That never stops having the same dream.
That’s like calling the future obsolete.
Because everybody out grows Barbie’s and Care-bears!
Now my face is covered in God’s connect the dots.
So I’m kind of like the kid’s menus
They give you crayons with,
“It’s what’s on the inside that counts”
Well there’s acne in there too…
Awkward silence.
If life were a horror movie
And nobody was a ******,
Who would survive?
Certainty not me.
Because when I wrote the script
I wrote it in cap lock.
See you on the flip side Jamie Lee Curtis.
Jessica Britton
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