“Brace yourself.”

You can find anything on TV.
They sell cars, navigational systems for the cars,
Special gas for you cars, and motor oils, and
Whole bloody websites for cars, and radios for cars, and
Engines and tires and buildings dedicated to making
Sure your car runs properly,
When you’re on your way to nowhere.

“But where can I find a car that can get me off the ground?
I want black holes, I want shooting stars and skyrockets and
Galaxies filled with slowly moving rocks going at the speed of light,
And….”

And you can find any kind of phone.
The wireless kind, or the ones that come attached to walls
And there are family plans, and
Select five, so people can feel left out from a distance
When you chatter to them. Little voices coming from
A tinny sounding metal box, it’s nowhere near as
Good as skin.

“ … And they sell people too. Those guys in those ads that
Come when you purchase some plan from some company
Who are there in case you have no one to talk to
Through that phone of yours.
Because all we really want with those phones is to
Not feel quite so lonely, and…”

And they sell pills that will make you skinny,
And diet plans that will make you slim,
And gyms that will make you slight,
And low calorie foods that will make you feel light
And weightless, and nonexistent and hollow,
But thin.

“… And my mom was watching with me some times, and she
Plays with my hair in that way that makes me want to fall asleep,
And I know she wants to be skinny like those perfect little
Blonde women in the commercials. I think she was beautiful once,
Before age and stress and pressure and work set in.
Now she’s just a joke for kids to mock when she comes to school,
A joke for me to be embarrassed to be seen with, and horrified to be
Embarrassed by, and I know because I’ve heard her crying at
Night sometimes when she thinks I’m asleep, and…”

And there’s music too, with videos filled with
Bright lights and noise and women and men
And bare bodies and water and someone is singing about
How they keep bleeding, they keep, keep bleeding,
And some boy is telling me that he knows that
After tonight you won’t have to look up
At the stars no more, no.
And another woman is shrilling on about how
She say those picture of him with her, and
How she was so sad that he didn’t love her the same
And in the video I’m pretty sure she kills him.

“… And then Jason Mraz came on with some song about
How he couldn’t wait, and oh, I’m yours, and I
Almost smiled at that, but I remembered that
You weren’t there to smile at, and that
For all the shit commercials can give me, I can’t buy
You back with a simple phone call, so I guess I’ll have to
Keep on Chasing Pavements, even if it goes nowhere,
And wish for a car that can take me to my star when they
Skyrocket away, so I think I turned off the TV, and I
Stared at the corner where the wall meets the ceiling, and
I thought about being lonely and girls carving halves of
Broken hearts into their too-thin-thighs, but mostly
I just missed you.”
Unknown "Mon petite" Uncertain - 16 years, 3 months, 10 days ago

my best friend molly is going to bear my 7 and 1/2 noodle babies. and we will name them all lopez. except for one, who shall be called Tila Tequila, and be a fantabulous porn star.
her boyfriend has yet to be informed.
Unknown "Mon petite" Uncertain - 16 years, 10 months, 8 days ago

“Just as she hit the ground they lowered a toe that stuck in her neck to the gills, fragments of sobriquets. Was she robbed of the asphalt that cushioned her face?”

“Listen closely, love,” she said, as she stood on the edge “listen closely, for these are the only facts in this world. They say impossible is nothing. They say you can reach the stars. Only in dreams, love, only in dreams. There will always be the unachievable, no matter how hard you deny its existence.”
“They say all you need is love. Not so, not so. Love has killed, as much as it has saved. There’s love everywhere, but it’s the difference is between being loved and being in love that matters. That’s what would have saved me, love, that’s what would have saved me.”
“They say that as long as we’re breathing and our hearts are beating, we’re alive. Foolish I say, foolish. We can breathe and our hearts can beat, but if our dreams are dead, if our thoughts are empty, if our hearts beat cold, we’re not alive. You can’t bring me back, love, you can’t bring me back. You can’t resurrect the dead.”
“They say there’s good and evil. Lies, they say lies. It’s not just black and white. There’s the grey, the confusion, the undecided. There’s always the blending. Nothing can be defined, love, nothing can be defined.”
“They say knowledge is power. Wrong. The powerful ones aren’t all knowing. The powerful ones are the ones with the money, with the guns, with the bullets heading for your brain. The powerful have no need for knowledge. Stay away from the powerful, love, stay away from the powerful.”
“They say we know who we are. They say we have self-awareness. Impossible. We can’t see who we are; we can’t realize something so profound. We’re changed so much by miniscule things, we can’t know who we are. Not till the day we die, love, not till the day we die.”
Then she fell, then she flew, and she smiled to herself.
“Listen closely, love, listen closely, for these are the only facts in this world. It’s not the fall that kills me. It will only hurt when I land.”

©Izzy Chisholm
thanks to Marcus for the "knowledge is power" idea.
Unknown "Mon petite" Uncertain - 16 years, 10 months, 24 days ago