There is a mental state
I strive to achieve a homeostatic state a humming a lull like those alpha wave tapes they sold in the 60's
I need to hear that in my head all day. Instead of the clanging of my thoughts and the clashing of my
wants versus what I should do need to do and the sad, bright violins from "Sunshine" so melancholy
so consistent that remind me how it is not to have anyone understand
What's that scent? I want to remember... My Childhood L'air du Temps - Mommy at home and on sundays Quorum - Daddy on sundays Chanel #5 - Grandma Radiator Heat - Winter Evenings Hot Chocolat - Winter mornings Jasmine - hot summers Hot Coffee - every morning
My voyage to Haiti Fresh cut greenery - My aunts house Burning garbage - the streets in general Bamboo and straw - the shopping areas
High School White Musk (Body Shop) - Me Cabochard - Mommy (when she'd get ready for work) Drakkar Noir - Gus (the first guy i had a crush on) English Leather - Scottie... my first... like... everything Winter Woods - Track practice in the winter Woodwind reeds and brass - Choir practice for the Spring Concert
College Cocoa Butter - Me
... more to come... the man is stepping on my neck...
