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Old and Restless, 2011. Earthenware, felt and plastic zip ties, 12” x 5” x 18”
From the depths of my abdomen to the dried out finger tips extending from my palms.
A haze settling in, a fog behind my eyes and the faint murmuring of lips mouthing -sick sided- thought..
oh, it’s beautiful outside.
i’m close to an anxious mess, but gosh, it’s beautiful.
a vague depiction of distant feelings filling up today.
those scream into a pillow urges.
i haven’t been getting enough sun, dammit.
how are my flowers supposed to grow..
when you get into those fits where you want to look and feel beautiful and scratch your face off at the same time.
where you feel like you should keep it all hush-hush but if you do you fear them dawgs will eat you hollow.
so what you decide to do instead is smoke them out, one inhale at a time til your clothes n’ hair smell like cigarettes but you sadly find that it’s all for naught cause there’s teeth marks on your calves anyways cause they’ve been in yer sheets this whole time, nipping at you during the long hours of the night and you realize that’s probably the reason why you haven’t had a decent nights rest.