Monday, January 25, 2010

I took a bunch of drugs and drew a whole
forest on the wall with crayons.


forest green.
pine green.
yellow green.
jungle green
raw umber.
raw sienna.


We died and the drugs and
the crayon trees are long gone.


a clean nose.
painted walls.


I don't look at trees the same
anymore.

3 comments:

Christina In Wonderland said...

I can't place why I love this so much. But I do...

Eva said...

It makes me wonder if anything will remain once I'm gone. Probably not.

You are amazing!

Layla Winterborne said...

MOTHER. FUCKING. LOVE.