i would love
to leave the house.
walk downtown
in broad daylight
find a cute coffee shop
to haunt
*(with my notebooks i'd never
notice any lack of internet connection)*
stroll along the moonlit
shore
dip my toes in the water
off the dock
*(the only thing i'll take
advice from is a lake)*
read books
all afternoon
in the stilted quiet
of the public library
*(perhaps pay off my longstanding
fine like a responsible adult)*
go shopping for a
brand new skirt
worn once or twice
by someone else
*(and i swear i would dance
in the rain until it was soaked)*
find some kind of local
museum that nobody really
cares about and go look at
something antiquated
*(or i suppose i could just stay
in the secondhand shop attic)*
go into a music store and
play all my worst melodies
on their guitars and ukuleles
until they kicked me out
*(the discomfort on the other patron's
faces would be worth the humiliation)*
oh yes
i would love
to leave the house
and i would love
to do it
alone.
Aug 6, 2016
Aug 6, 2016 at 6:30 PM UTC
i would love
to leave the house.
walk downtown
in broad daylight
find a cute coffee shop
to haunt
*(with my notebooks i'd never
notice any lack of internet connection)*
stroll along the moonlit
shore
dip my toes in the water
off the dock
*(the only thing i'll take
advice from is a lake)*
read books
all afternoon
in the stilted quiet
of the public library
*(perhaps pay off my longstanding
fine like a responsible adult)*
go shopping for a
brand new skirt
worn once or twice
by someone else
*(and i swear i would dance
in the rain until it was soaked)*
find some kind of local
museum that nobody really
cares about and go look at
something antiquated
*(or i suppose i could just stay
in the secondhand shop attic)*
go into a music store and
play all my worst melodies
on their guitars and ukuleles
until they kicked me out
*(the discomfort on the other patron's
faces would be worth the humiliation)*
oh yes
i would love
to leave the house
and i would love
to do it
alone.
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