she says “i had an epiphany. looking backwards only brings you down, so looking forward must bring you up. it has to be true.”

for the first time, i had seen hope in her eyes.

she thought that night she found her answer, she finally cracked her code.

she figured that if fish stink from the head down then she was going to be a bird.

i picture where she is now and if her thoughts on life have changed after she devoured all of those dead fish. i wonder if she’s still eating them now.

he told me that he had an epiphany and took a fist full of pills but never told me what his epiphany really was.

it was one thing after another with him, he was wild.

not only was he a bird, but he was tiger and even though his stripes weren’t visible, i knew they were real.

i scrubbed that ******* clean more times than i can count.

nothing.

i finally realize now after years of trying to figure this creature out that his so called epiphany’s were only wasted ideas on how to get the hell out of this no-where town. ideas on how to get his stripes back.

they made me question whether or not epiphany’s were real

because i ran into her on the street one day and all i saw were scales.

and he was a tiger out for blood.

i was stupid enough for trying to tame him.

and it took me a long time to leave.

all bandaged up, i think i had an epiphany.