Friday, December 16, 2005
bohemian rhapsodies
i suddenly have the urge to emerge from the cocoon of my drab life and put on painted wings of gossamer. i want to swim into a sea of bright beads and citrus soaked threads.
literally.
i miss my bohemian manifesto..
i don't want to take a bath, (but maki won't let me) lest it tamper with my rediscovery of the elements. a little dirt is not bad, it's earthy. sweat isn't so bad, it's... hm. ;)
so, after my bath, maybe i'll grab the eyeshadow and play a bit. turn my eyes into monet's waterlillies and then some.. some... da vinci's starry night. rouge my lips up until they bleed scarlet and roses. clothe myself in poppy fields and rain. and toss on my orange espadrilles ;) pile on garlands of beads and ornate fancy accessories that tinkle when i move.
yes, maybe that'll help. maybe..
the poet ♥
11:35 PM
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