“Get.”
(Loop)
“Get.”
(Loop)
“A second skin.”
(Title play)
“Being able to spit my gum with attitudinal accuracy again into the garbage can while passing.”
She couldn’t figure out why she kept getting bumped back down onto it.
“For the courtesy of false hope.”
“Gettin’ puffier?”
(Ha-Wheeeeze…)
“Instead of ‘wanna be my lover’ – ‘wanna be my law-yer, be my law-yer…'”
She had reached for light…
Had woven it into pathways…
And had to release each one…
Sending them onto their journeys.
“Off.”
“Is NOT consolation.”
“Like she was unsubstantial.”
But that was just it – wasn’t it?
She could always try to rally for others.
But her own self kept getting left with the short end of the stick.
Not for lack of trying, but because she didn’t have her own advocate to lend weight to help her push past barriers to her own success.
She refused to give up.
And craved certainty.
“After giving all I could to others, it seems not much is left for me.”
“They have partners to help share the load.”
“I take care of my ‘babies’ no matter what – even if ensuring their safety means I must rehome them.”
“Careful making those waves…”
“Advocacy.”
“It could be assumed that many options along many avenues could be explored in multi-tasks along a same timeline’s continuum…
That’s how I used to operate.”
“Trusting corporate housing.”
“Oh, but you weren’t there – you weren’t there, measuring the atrocities.”
(Multiple meanings)
“Blight’s consternation.”
Backed into a corner, all she could do was hold ground.
(Multiple meanings)
“No plans for a future.”
“My ears are still ringing…
And my arms are still swinging.”
(Sleep Token reference)
She extended her hand, reaching for his in the darkness.
(Title of multiple concepts)
She had thought they could stay…
Every day, she had to leave them there.
Every night, too…
And she didn’t sleep well – how could she?
Knowing there were no other options as she counted down the days.
Praying somehow they would be ok.
Praying that she was doing the right thing in making the decision…
To relinquish them…
Hoping it wasn’t too late to save them.
“I-want–a-show-er!”