55. A Sweet, Temporary Smile Is What I Got From You.

This girl, I met her. We talked, I listened, I breathed and soaked her in.

What I realize now is that I don't want her figured out.

I want her left as a vague occurrence in my life.

Like a photograph fluttering in the wind; you don't try to understand how that came to be, but you really like how it floats and swerves, floats and swerves, floats and swerves.

54. Two Nonsenses Combined.

What is this I hear, like footsteps in my ear?

What I see is fear; for madness I will cheer.

53. Nonsense.

What is this I hear, like madness in my ear...

52. Nonsense.

What is this I hear, like footsteps in my ear...

51. It Was Me (Version 2).

I turned around and there it was. My heart had slipped through my back and I hadn't even noticed. So I picked it up and put it right back in its place.

I woke up.

What a dream!

How ridiculous, that would never happen in real life.

I'd leave it behind and keep on walking.

50. It Was Me.

I turned around and there it was. My heart had slipped through my back and I hadn't even noticed. So I picked it up and put it right back in its place.

This was a dream.

In reality, I left it behind and kept on walking.

49. Lose Inhibition For Esteem, An Acronym.

I no longer share friendship with a certain someone. I miss her. I'm hungry, just woke up. Schoolwork, the death of me. This water goes down my throat like wet pristine air. I inhaled and I exhaled and I felt the anger come in and go out. J-i-l-l S-c-o-t-t, representing North Philly. The immediate sky around my skin is like a too-thin grey blanket you keep in the attic for backup. I don't want to be responsible, I want to lay all day and think all night. I want thoughts to flow through my brain like bottled soda on a conveyor belt. Unbroken staccato. Life throws rocks at me like I did something wrong and they feel like heavily buttered popcorn, some stick to my shirt. My roommate's snoring beside me and I stifle my laughs. It feels good to be alive.