It’s what I need, obviously. Not now, yes now, yesterday, maybe tomorrow, or actually–definitely. e.e. cummings, help me now, lift me above this flimsy imitation of you. Lift. I need this. the “fff” of it is so warm.
I thought this was yesterday’s word, so I’m a little confused. I’ve written about this! The nausea, the spinning, the sweetness, the never never again. Why I am doing this? Is today the same as yesterday? What horror of carnivals.