my parentheses: in need of a Venice Beach semi-colonic ;)
5-7-5 ‘Soon I was incorporating :( and ;) and ;( too and after that the live emoticons, and now, without any intention of ever reducing the enormity of my human emotions to these shallow shortcuts, to this typographical juvenilia, I went around all day reducing them and reducing them, endowing emotions with, and requiring them to carry the subtle quivering burdens of my inner life.’ - Joshua Ferris, To Rise Again at a Decent Hour
I got braces when I was 16 that year I never kissed anyone but I made boys steal things from pricy bookstores I measure time by my teeth every year they get more crooked the older I get they seem to shift back to old territory old habits old
now even smoking cigarettes feels boring when I walk into bookstores I leave sticky notes with advice I wish someone would have told me then
they did but maybe if I had found it somewhere I was looking I might have paid more attention my retainer sits in a shelf collecting grime
I have a chip in my front tooth now it's all good though
My jet-lagged self sleeps early, wakes early, sleeps again, reads. Having watched one movie too many over summer I relish the sounds designed above- a click of a door handle, bare warm socks gliding across wooden floor, the scrunch of toothbrush against the rusting metal straightening yellowing teeth, the few lone cars across the street, that hazy early sound that only light can make as it becomes aware of itself in my dorm room. What kind of camera lens would make this moment more livable and is it already dead?
Mouth full of metal Pocket full of teeth (broke) These are the trials for perfect smiles Our loss their gain The dentists make money again Weekly monthly wires crossing replacing Wondering if its even worth it Like false guarantees: "won't be like on TV" Not even close.
Mouth full of wires Pocket full of stones One stops you at the airport-