Well, because it has my name in it.
Flashes and photos
and hair done and shoes on
car ride and flashes and photos
“Smile? Cheese!”—
“Okay, you’re done.”
and shoes off and music on
glitter on the floor,
paper cities glowing on
but florescent lights off
and balloons up
but down: our feet
—twist and turn,
fast then slow and fast again—
the way we move, our emotions,
how we feel and how we act:
f l u c t u a t i n g with the music—
arms-linked, skip____ping
meeting—
leaving
—caked with black dirt
and silver sparkles,
painted nails and
goodbye songs—
like that cliched Vitamin C
one—
and tears and make-up redone.
Emotions:
yellow and
“these memories playing like a film without sound”
blue and black and back to
yellow like buttercups
“we’d get so excited we’d get so scared” or bright green
and then cloudy gray and
slow sways to lyrics and rhythms—
“we will still be friends forever….”
I like that one part where it goes “I get knocked down, but I get up again…”
