Lilac Dress

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I did this whilst waiting in a psychiatrist office for an hour or so. Maybe more. You have to wait sometimes, it is like cooking when one is really hungry. Only worse.
Psychiatrists’ offices are reasonably likely to have mad people in them too, which sounds like fun but is not at all. Although I am lucky enough to be able to exploit my illness for the purposes of fun and comedy, most of the time mental illness is just horribly fucking sad and sometimes almost as frightening to watch, as it is to experience. Well. Maybe.
I am sure everyone is familiar with waiting rooms in such circumstances.
I even mention it in a song I wrote recently and here you go, I know people are LONGING for rhyming lyrics out there:

That final appointment waiting in line
A scar on the flesh of your inner thigh,
A casual promise and a white lie
Where the old bridge splits the hot night sky

you nail my guitar to the bedroom wall
you lick your lips promise me more
take my nail polish, go out to score
but I can’t, I won’t help anymore.

You carry the heat all bloody and keen
Hot with this fever since you were 15
Stones you’ve kept for each lie you have been
Blame your green eyes, for what they have seen

We kissed on the beach last Halloween.
And now we’ll never forget the shit we have seen
The hell in the wall the gorgeous machine
The tiny mad children that we have both been

I love the way they provide for one’s entertainment with magazines based entirely on the lives of celebrities. I really do wish someone would kill Tom Cruise. Please kill him if you ever meet him. Send me an email afterwards and I will give you a back rub and a free painting of me being happy and relieved.will give you a painting for free.