No feet

The woman will sit eternally in the tall black armchair. I will be the one woman you will never have…excessive living weighs down the imagination: we will not live, we will only write and talk to swell the sails. - Anais

 I am not the girl who sits in the theater while the credits roll or waits on the pier until the sun goes down. I don't recite the sentimental lines in books or music to make my point. I don't linger in my bed before I wake up and think about bloody gums and raw moments in the andy warhol diaries. There is nothing deep about my sadness. I am all chipped nails and bruised knees. I like my toast burnt and my sheets unwrinkled. I am easily fooled and highly overrated.