I'm one of those lame chicks that wear a pair of big ass Jackie O sunglasses at Ralph's. Hipster? Tacky? FOB? Words! I don't care what you think dude! You have no idea how I feel. There're times I can't face the world. I don't want anybody to see me and I don't want to look at anybody while I need a pack of hot and spicy chicken wings and a bottle of lime Jose Cuervo Citrico so badly.
When the memory attacks; when I forget where I am and wonder where Grass-eater is; when his kisses fly from my big window to my lips; when his "sweetheart"'s, "your beautiful face"'s, "I really like you" race through the early winter night breeze of Downtown to my ears; when he kisses me right in front of his security guard with his suitcases before flying out of town... I'm not alive. I'm in another dimension, the forbidden space when our passion resides. Time does not pass. He is right here, right with me, right now. He comes back. He never changes. He is still waiting for me to visit him in his loft. He has done the trash already. There is neither take-out boxes nor foam cups in the bin. He's just gottan back from the gym and taken a shower. He smiles in his dark jacket after a hair cut that he thinks a little too short by a business contact and finds me in the crowd... [Shit I hit the glass on my window, ouch! WTF!]
Hold me close and hold me fast
The magic spell you cast
This is la Vie en Rose
When you kiss me heaven sighs
And though I close my eyes
I see la Vie en Rose
When you press me to your heart
I'm in a world apart,
A world where roses bloom
And when you speak,
angels sing from above
Everyday words seem to turn into love songs
Give your heart and soul to me
And life will always be
La Vie en Rose
I thought that love was just a word
They sang about in songs I heard
It took your kisses to reveal
That I was wrong and love is real
- What Grass-eater left me.
Has anybody read the Nobel Prize winner Eli Wiesel not introduced by Oprah? The Night Trilogy has a scene where the Jewish guy was walking with his wife in the city near a theater after he escaped from the halocaust, and he couldn't remember what things happened first and what later. They just all came up. He wrote it exactly like his consciousness was experiencing all of them the same time.
BTW, Obama and Bert Green get play on Downtown Chick's presidential poll. I'm a bit surprised with Steve Lopez. You guys don't like Steve Lopez's series on Downtown? I actually thought that was pretty good...